All through the 80's I listened to Level 42, I was young, naive and desperatly in love with Mark King's right thumb. Now many people did many foolish things in the 80's, so I can live with the shame, but my real secret I have until now kept well hidden. In the wee small hours through the nineties, I would still put on Level 42 albums and dance around. Even though I had rebelled against the pop world and was now in the floppy haired indie gods grasp, I couldn't shake off the need to listen to great slap bass playing.
Now there was the Red hot chilie peppers, but I just somehow never bought into them, if anything they just wern't odd enough, I needed a band that hardly anyone else would like, and I could apreciate purely for the bass playing. No band was forthcoming, so I continued to secretly overdose on 'Lessons in Love' and 'The chinese way'.
Les Claypoll of Primus is Mark King on acid, and the douple bass playing on Soul coughings albums is groovier than Jamiraquai at a late night exclusive jazz club. So now I have reached my thirties I can wax lyrical about great bassists of the 90's, even though I managed to miss them the first time around. And I have a whole bunch of Primus albums to work through.
If you like amazing bass playing hunt these out. Don't balme me though for the beat poetry (soul coughing) or just plain weidness (Primus) that you will find there.
Soul Coughing track of note: Casiotone nation
Primus track of note: John the fisherman.
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