For the fuel, however, he needs his bandmates, and they deliver an incredibly high octane output. With fingers flying across the frets, and individual notes strummed, plucked and seemingly pulled out of the air, he’s the engine that revs up his tuneful touring car. It takes the primary position, provides percussive accents, and underscores the tone that the entire composition will take. Again, most songs are anchored by his bass. Instead, the music is the main thing, and it represents the pinnacle of Claypool’s peculiar style.
Krinkle” pig mask), there’s little visual pizzazz. The intensity with which the group goes after their muse is fascinating, and for those interested in the performance aspect of pulling off this kind of collective cacophony, the sight is mesmerizing, but aside from some miscellaneous head gear (including Claypool’s trademark “Mr. As this is a no frills affair – just Claypool and his partners in acoustic craziness (Gabby La La on sitar, ukulele and Theremin, Paulo Baldi on drums, the madman of the woodwinds Skerik, and the equally insane Mike Dillon on vibraphone, marimba and various percussive instruments) – there’s not a lot to look at.
#FANCY AN INDIAN DVD FULL#
Some of it arrives in colorful full screen brilliance, while on occasion, a non-anamorphic letterboxed dynamic is in play. Because of its catch-as-catch-can nature, and inconsistency of media, the concert footage is strangely scattered. Using the latest in camcorder technology, and the live mixes from the sound board, the result is the DVD named for the band – and it is truly amazing.įirst, let’s dispense with the almost unnecessary visual element. Touring throughout 2006 to support the album, Claypool contacted a small band of dedicated fans and had them record the shows for posterity. They fuse in a way that forgoes any aggravating notions of freeform and instead argues for something instinctual, almost primeval within their jam band gelling. Like listening to an extraterrestrial species idea of what a disco version of “In the Court of the Crimson King” might sound like, Fancy is the perfect foil for their leader’s bong hit brainstorms. Recorded with an idiosyncratic backup band featuring a strange array of artisans, Claypool applied his trademark psycho confessional lyrics to a sonic foundation of vibes, saxophone, and sitar. This is especially true of his recent CD release, Of Whales and Woes. Either through his fascinating work with prickly power trio Primus, or his solid solo career, this is a man whose made his multiple influences (Parliament, Rush and The Residents, to name a few) coalesce into a beautiful noise that literally knows no genre boundaries. No, it is better to call him a rhythm stick surrealist, a man who uses the lower octaves of the scale to simulate all kinds of musical madness – funk, progressive, rock…even the ridiculous.įor over two decades, the now 44-year-old genius has delivered the commonplace clef, bringing it to the forefront as lead, accent and spoiler. Such a simplistic classification only undermines his brilliance at the otherwise standard metrical instrument. The auction, on Sunday, June 17 at noon, is being held in conjunction with The Footman James Bristol Classic Car Show which attracts huge numbers of enthusiasts, collectors and dealers running on Saturday and Sunday June 16/17 at The Royal Bath & West Showground, Shepton Mallet.Les Claypool is not a bass player. It remained until Matthew Whitney recently visited the farmer and valued the Indian at £10,000-20,000 (plus 13.2% buyer’s premium – inc VAT) and it was entered into the sale. He did start to restore the motorcycle once but gave up after he replaced a rusty front wheel, deciding that it was such an original state that preservation was better than restoration, and pushed it back into his barn. However, during the past 43 years of ownership, he has never ridden the bike. It was bought by the West Country farmer owner in 1975 with a view to restoring the bike over time. With its 1,000cc V-twin engine, producing a healthy 16hp in its day, mated to a three-speed hand change gearbox, this motorcycle has miraculously survived in an unrestored state and has the most wonderful patina that is impossible to re-create. Enjoy more Old Bike Mart reading in the monthly newspaper.Īt nearly 100 years old, the Indian going under the Charterhouse hammer is a 1921 Powerplus model.
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