Leslie Edward "Les" Claypool (born September 29, 1963) is an American musician and writer, best known as the lead vocalist and bassist in the band Primus. Claypool's playing style on the electric bass mixes tapping, flamenco-like strumming, whammy bar bends and slapping.
Claypool has also self produced and engineered his solo releases from his own studio "Rancho Relaxo". 2006 saw the release of a full-length feature film Electric Apricot written and directed by Claypool as well as a debut novel South of the Pumphouse.
Claypool was born September 29, 1963 in Richmond, California, but was raised in El Sobrante, California in a working class family with a history of working as auto mechanics. A close family friend, Rhys Hickman, taught him the basics of the slap bass technique, which he mastered throughout his educational period. His early education included Collins Elementary School and De Anza High School, where he was a personal friend of Kirk Hammett.
In 1986, after the death of Metallica bassist Cliff Burton, school friend Kirk Hammett encouraged Claypool to audition for Metallica as Burton's successor. In Metallica's Behind the Music, Claypool said that he jokingly asked the others if they wanted to "jam on some Isley Brothers tunes" during the audition, a reference to his little experience of the thrash metal scene. James Hetfield remarked that Claypool was not awarded the job because "he was too good" and "should do his own thing." Claypool would later admit that he wouldn't have fit in with the band and "would've looked like a freak". The bass slot was instead given to Jason Newsted, who played with Metallica until his departure in 2001. For several years before forming Primus, Claypool worked as a carpenter in El Sobrante. Claypool has cited Larry Graham, Chris Squire, Tony Levin, Geddy Lee, Paul McCartney, Geezer Butler, Bootsy Collins, Stanley Clarke, John Paul Jones, and Sting as his musical influences.
Plot
Primus Videoplasty is a feature length Live Performance Video of Les Claypool, Brain and Larry LaLonde. The live concert was filmed at Petaluma's Phoenix Theater and includes a live guitar appearance by Buckethead. The Video includes classic Band Touring moments and other behind the scenes of the the Band while making of their music videos. Includes recording with Tom Waits and some animation by Les Claypool.
Keywords: band, concern, guitar, live-performance, musician, singer, singing, song
I can see my fantasy I'm so consumed in bed
What I see takes over me I'm blind beyond my peril
It takes a hold of me so tight a grip that does not give
And when she's done she throws me out like a dog left in a cell
Yeah I want to have the right I want to feel the night
Around the stars
I want to take up flights and get back on my sights
Around the stars
I can see all my words I can feel the warm and breeze
I can see through forests I can hear a breeze
Walking for a thousand miles I can see the road
At the end I'll find I'm with her searing each his soul
Yeah I want to have the right I want to feel the nights
Around the stars
I want to take up flights and get back on my sights
Around the stars
Walking a solo ride trying to realize
God I'm so mixed up I will find you
I want to have the rights I want to feel the nights
Around the stars
I want to take up flights and get back on my sights
Around the stars
Yeah I want to have the rights God I want to feel the nights
Around the stars
I want to have the right I want to feel the night
Around the stars
As the eve runs deep it left me a mark
Vernon was a company man
He kept his hair trimmed short
And his sideburns shaved
He was a Brill cream man
He liked Swiss and ham
He drank beer out of can
On Saturdays
He was a company man
Vernon was a company man
His hat glommed on to his head
Like a bottle cap
His face read
Like a topographical map
And he could chat like a bird
When there was nothing to say
He was a company man
Vernon was a company man
He had an Ex-wife and ex-kid
An ex-dog an ex-house
He played footsies with
A dead mans spouse
Then the Marlboro man
Dug him an early grave
He's a company man
The jones comes in late at night
It huts with a terrible bite
They don't come knockin' on my door
Or slink across the greasy floor
CHORUS:
I'm up on the roof again
Watchin' the sparklers dance and play
Up on the roof again
Please don't take my ladder away(3x)
The jones it likes to call my name
Ain't got no one else for to blame
It grabs me by the shorty hairs
And drags me damn near everywhere
Repeat chorus
Repeat second verse
Intro
The Phantom Patriot (Repeat)
Verse 1
Creeping ever creepy
Like a fox in the night
Turning wrongs into right
He boldly works alone
With a crossbow on his shoulder
And a saber at his side
His brand is guns and knives
His mask is white as bone.
Bridge
The Phantom Patriot (Repeat)
He’s come to save the day
The Phantom Patriot (Repeat)
He’s come to save the day
Yes he’s come to save the day. (So desperately the way)
Verse 2
Walking through the compound
With a formulated plan
?There’d had? been so a man
At this decisive point in time
The Bohemians at The Grove
Don’t see it quite the same
Smelling danger in his game
They dub his quest a crime.
(Bridge)
Verse 3
Searching for his query
Through the elite redwood maze
He’s walked provisioned ?for forty? days and nights
He must remain alert
And though it’s not intended
Our hero soon is apprehended
With “Phantom Patriot” in sharpie
Written boldly cross his shirt.
Ol' Silk Johnson, cruisin up mighty fine
Got a brand new cadillac.
Buddy comrad Smith, rollin down the line
Got a last year's cadillac.
Johnson said hey smitty boy, what ya thinkin' of my spankin hot cadillac?
Smith just reeled his head back, looked him in the eye, "that's a mighty fine cadillac.
[chorus] But i'm gonna get me one better.(just you wait and see).
I'mma gonna get me one better.(you can't get the best of me).
I'mma gonna get me one better.( the baddest one around).
I'mma gunna get me one better.( 'cause' i got the biggest balls in town).
Remember ol' Khrushchev when he was ridin' high with that sputnik satellite.
He told us yankee boys, he's gunna fill the skies with them shiny new satellites.
He said "hey Mr. Eisenhower, watcha think of my sputnik satellite?"
Ike reeled his head back
Looked him in the eye, that's a mighty fine satellite.
[chorus]
The bowels gurgle a bit more these days it seems
And he thinks more about the way he saunters 'round
The posture of his father is not his chosen destination
But though his head remains in the same proximity
His chin with creeping dangle moves closer to the ground
He aims his good ear best he can towards conversation and sometimes leans in awkward toward your seat
And if by chance one feels their space too invaded
Then try your best to calmly be discreet
Because this septic breathed man that stands before you
Is a champion from days gone by
And the tales of whales and woe off his liquored toungue will flow
The light will soft white twinkle off the cataracts in his eye
So if by chance you're cornered near the bathroom
Or he blocks you sprawled in his aisle seat
Embrace the chance to hear some tales of greatness
Nothin' ventured, nothin' gained
His old time dentures pitted and coffee stained
Drove a milk truck for an outfit called Dairy Time
Till the cobwebs filled and clouded his mind
Something borrowed, something blue
Rest assured her love was always true
They raised their Sons in a place called Tomales Bay
Then melanoma came and took her away
He doesn't worry but will often pine
TheTBiggest obstacle is passin time
He sold his house and bought a big old wood trawler
Now he drags the ocean to earn a square dollar
Nothin' ventured, nothin' gained
The salty air helps to fade the pain
A simple man with a simple wish
Affable seas and an occasional load of fish
Nothin' ventured, nothin' gained
Every now and then
Yer gonna get slapped with a slab of rain
Nothin' ventured, nothin' gained
Some die and leave their mark
Some just a stain
Long in the tooth
Long in the tooth
I'm lookin' round the corner
And I'm long in the tooth
Waiter, hey check please
In the corner booth
I'm feelin' rather long in the tooth
Time is a loser, boozer, schnoozer
He carried up and married up
A midwest hoosier
Coffee beans
Fax machines
Playin' like a schmoozer
He's gettin' rather long in the tooth
Oysterhead, Zeppelin Led
Shoulda heard what granny said
Paco de Lucia never seen a man like Flouncin' Fred
Wrapped up
Tapped out
Crapped on
Bled
He's feelin' rather long in the tooth
Long in the tooth
Long in the tooth
Mother Nature's greedy when
You're long in the tooth
You ain't afraid of dyin'
But you're terrified of youth
You must be gettin' rather
Long in the tooth
Long in the tooth
Long in the tooth
If you're watchin' Price is Right
Then you're damn long in the tooth
I sold of my rebellion
For a pocket full of couth
'Cause I'm gettin' rather
Long in the tooth
Stompin' Tom says "Hey, hi, heave, hi, ho" (3x)
Long in the tooth
Long in the tooth
Well I'll take mine dirty
With a splash of Vermouth
I got me an Iowan gal
You should see my Iowan Gal.
I got me an Iowan gal.
You may try to win her, but you never will pal, my purebred, cornfed Iowan gal.
I got me an Iowan gal.
She's pretty as a picture, happy as a clam
, pinch me and tell me how lucky i am, you may try to win her but you never will pal, my purebred, cornfed Iowan gal.
I got me an Iowan gal.
Well you should see my Iowan gal.
I got me an Iowan gal.
She's got a round bottom i like to spank, she quilt me up a kashmir blanket, pretty as a picture, happy as a clam
, pinch me and tell me how lucky i am, you may try to win her but you never will pal, my purebred, cornfed Iowan gal.
I got me an Iowan gal.
Well you should see my Iowan gal.
I got me an Iowan gal.
She's the sweetest thing in this side of Des Moines, she cooks up a mighty fine pork loin. So hop a airplane, catch a train pal, get youself cornfed Iowan gal.
Les:
I'm going down to South Park,
Gonna have myself a time.
Stan/Kyle together:
Friendly faces everywhere,
Humble folks without temptations.
Les:
Going down to South Park,
Gonna leave my woes behind.
Cartman:
Ample parking day or night,
People shouting "HOWDY NEIGHBOR"!
Les:
Headin' on up to South Park,
Gonna see if I can't unwind.
Kenny(mumbles):
I like girls with big, fat titties,
I like girls with big vaginas.
Les:
So come on down to South Park
And meet some friends of mine.
Johnny come lately
All through the county
They come from the city
Out here to Green Hill
Drivin' like bastards
Stompin' the throttle
The buzzards of Green Hill
Grow fat on road kill
Awwww
Little Fuzzy Wuzzy was a baby bear
Little Fuzzy Wuzzy didn't have no hair
Little Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy was he
But he didn't give a good hot damn
Little Ruby had a purdy kitty cat
Brother ran him off with a Tee-Ball bat
Out on Green Hill the little kitty cat sat
'Till it met a '96 Dodge Ram
Johnny come lately
All through the county
They come from the city
Out here to Green Hill
Drivin' like bastards
Stompin' the throttle
The buzzards of Green Hill
Grow fat on road kill
[Guitar solo]
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY
[More guitar]
Old John Donovan was drinkin' late
Took his car keys and he taunted fate
Swervin' across the interstate
Crashed a mother and her son cold dead
Took John Donovan and hucked him in jail
He dipped in his wallet and posted bail
He made it back home before the sunrise shine
And slept in his very own bed
This little piggy won't cast a stone
That little piggy won't pick a bone
But these little piggies don't stand alone
When justice needs to be fed
Johnny come lately
All through the county
They come from the city
Out here to Green Hill
Drivin' like bastards
Stompin' the throttle
The buzzards of Green Hill
Grow fat on road kill
[Another guitar solo - this one's cooler though, lol]
Johnny come lately
All through the county
They come from the city
Out here to Green Hill
Drivin' like bastards
Stompin' the throttle
The buzzards of Green Hill
Grow fat on road kill
The buzzards of Green Hill
Grow fat on road kill
The buzzards of Green Hill
(Chorus)
Stomp, Stomp the Booneville Stomp
The Ba-Ba-Ba-Booneville Stomp
Monty worked for the forestry
But he couldn't make ends meet
Monty went to the hydro store
Soon he became part of the town elite
Hobnobbin' with the town elite
(Chorus)
Saddie knew the preacher man
She pedicured his wife
Saddie told the boys in town
And soon they came and
Threatened to take his life
(Chorus)
Robert lived with the surlys
And threw a hardball fast
Now he's part of the greasy cast
(Chorus)
Now Betsy was a fleur-de-lys
Tried to be the homecoming queen
But Ally had a few more trinkets
And something in between
Now Betsy had an ear for music
And a voice of unique tone
But at 19 had a baby boy
So her dreams never had a chance to roam
[chorus] Back off Turkey, i think i'm comin' around again, i think comin around again, i'm comin around comin again.[]
I'm comin around with vengeance on my chin
I'm comin around with bristles on my hide
I'm brown with hair dyed, n eyes wide
I'm comin around again
You can sit in smelly sweat and you can sit and watch me spit, 'cause im comin around again
I'm comin around with both barrels blazin'
While calvin raised me, while glasses crazin around the edges. (????)
Now, because you own, you possess.
You have something that they can take.
You remember how it was when you had nothing.
You looked at the ones who had what you wanted
and you felt strong in your need.
Brave in your limited surroundings.
Righteous in your desires for something different.
Contemptuous of those who had exactly what you wanted.
You hated them because they looked weak and slightly scared.
You circled the water hole and thought about closing in.
Now you have it and feel weak in your power to keep it.
You feel desperate to make them see that you won't let them take it away.
Because it's yours.
You never had to justify yourself and your possessions before.
I earned this.
I worked hard for what I've got.
I paid my dues.
I deserve this.
You say these things to yourself as the animals circle and wait.
Shake your fists at the Hyenas.
Chase them away from your water hole.
Justify.
See them all differently.
Now you see that they all want something.
You get some juice.
Human becomes prey.
Human gets scared.
Figure out that you have to become hard to keep it yours.
You have to be cruel.
You have to kill them off just for looking.
Leave the bodies by the water hole so the rest will see.
Hang spent bullet cases from fishing line outside
all the windows of your house.
Put up signs.
Please break in.
I would love the opportunity to kill you legally.
Let the fear turn into desperate anger.
Start seeing the differences in people.
They all start looking suspicious.
They all want.
The need never stops.
Out there, someone is always needing.
Always hungry.
Always looking at you.
Checking your eyes for weakness.
Zeroing in on the vein in your neck.
As they circle the water hole.
She got dirt up under her fingernails
She got lint down between her toes
She got paint above her eyeballs and
Powder on and up in her nose
She got tits made out of recycled bottles
Her hair flipped up in a twirl
She wants to grow up to be Sarah Palin
She's a self-proclaimed bonafide red state girl
He likes the Redskins rather than foreskins
He got a tattoo of Budweiser frogs
He got Sears tools since he can't afford Snap-On
Spent his money on a pedigree huntin' dog
He's a poor man stuck in a poor man's body
And he shot his very first squirrel
He's got a naked picture of Sarah Palin
Looking for a self-proclaimed bonafide red state girl
Bow de de bow bow
When Amanitas came, he could not obstain
and he took a juicy bite.
He felt that he could see, the forest beyond the trees, and she squeezed his head real tight.
He knew he'd changed his luck, paid a buck for cord and cluck, but somethin just wasn't right. Somethin didn't feel quite right.
Boom boom boom, I can feel your poison.
Ha ha ha
I can feel your poison boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
When Amanitas came, it left his brain, feelin a tad bit sour.
When the pompous ones arrived, he was barely alive, she'd sucked him dry of all his power.
Now if your feelin bold, don't say that you'd not be told, she'll knock the ivory off your tower, n then she'll glower.
Boom boom boom I can feel your poison.
n I can feel your poison, boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom.
Now if your trousers full of spores, an you can get down on all fours to search the ground like hungry oxen.
Cause the fearless folk(?) as friends, your kinship has to end, til they pump you full of toxin. (laughing)
I like the rumble of the diesel and the smell of the oil
I percolate my coffee off the radiator boil
I been chasin' tuna nearly 27 years
I got the eyeballs of an eagle but there's ringing in my ears
I like the rumble of the diesel and the smell of the oil
Granddad was a farmer but I couldn't stand the soil
I like to keep it simple; it helps to keep me sane
I like floating in the ocean it nullifies the pain
Some say we can find a place
Between heaven and hell
Some work to make the bread rise
I like to plow the ocean swell
Errol's got a sweet monterey
Rigged for salmon and crab
Never had a family
Unless you count that old yellow lab
I like the rumble of the diesel and the smell of the oil
I percolate my coffee off the radiator boil
I been chasin' tuna nearly 27 years
I got the eyeballs of an eagle but there's ringing in my ears
I like the rumble of the diesel and the smell of the oil
Granddad was a farmer but I couldn't stand the soil
I like to keep it simple; it helps to keep me sane
I like floating in the ocean it nullifies the pain
Lookin' back to '95
I had a fresh Cummings re-power
Draggin' lines for Albacore
'Till the market went sour
We talked of strike for 40 days
'Cause the price was drove down
And when we finally settled up
We got less than a dollar a pound
I like the rumble of the diesel and the smell of the oil
I percolate my coffee off the radiator boil
I been chasin' tuna nearly 27 years
I got the eyeballs of an eagle but there's ringing in my ears
I like the rumble of the diesel and the smell of the oil
Granddad was a farmer but I couldn't stand the soil
I like to keep it simple; it helps to keep me sane
It's been so long
Since we've talked about things
Should'a took time to reconnoiter
Lust stings
Nobody likes me
Everybody hates me
I'm gonna eat me some worms
I'm gonna eat me some worms
I got the herpes on my pecker
Sometimes it itches and burns
I'm gonna eat me some worms
It's been so long
Since we've really talked about things
S'cuse me while I reconnoiter
Lust stings