That 1 Guy Corner Hotel
That 1 Guy’s bizarre lyrics and eccentric stage persona combined with his funky slap bass instantly got the crowd moving. He couldn’t help but remind you of Les Claypool from Primus in his prime, and with his pork pie hat and lambchop sidies I wouldn’t be surprised if he was the illegitimate child of Zappa or Captain Beefheart.
The instruments that That 1 Guy plays are even more bizarre than his stage persona. His chief contraption, called The Magic Pipe, is made of a tangle of metal piping and electrical wires and shaped kind of like a harp. He gets a deep rhythmic bass sound out of it. He’s a classically trained bassist and his lightning hands move at crazy speeds up and down the instrument’s neck. When the music reaches a climax, it even belches out smoke. Half way through the set, he also pulled out a wired up cowboy boot, which he played like a bongo drum.
It’s pretty hard to describe the music he creates but each song is something like a short, fast cosmic train ride. They start chugging with a groove and then wind their way round various musical mountains- blues, hip hop, jazz, psychedelia- build up speed and then ending abruptly as they drop off the edge. His lyrics are outright peculiar, with songs about Weasel Pot Pie and a Butt Machine.
If you didn’t like the music, and it was obvious by the jiving and clapping that the crowd did, That 1 Guy’s stage antics had to make you smile. After almost every song, he let out a long wolf like cry, which was answered by the crowd each time with increasing fervour. His hat levitation trick was also a crowd pleaser.
There’s so much generic crap out there, it’s great to see a musician pushing the boundaries and keeping it weird. I doubt there was one person in the audience who didn’t walk out with a grin on their face.
The instruments that That 1 Guy plays are even more bizarre than his stage persona. His chief contraption, called The Magic Pipe, is made of a tangle of metal piping and electrical wires and shaped kind of like a harp. He gets a deep rhythmic bass sound out of it. He’s a classically trained bassist and his lightning hands move at crazy speeds up and down the instrument’s neck. When the music reaches a climax, it even belches out smoke. Half way through the set, he also pulled out a wired up cowboy boot, which he played like a bongo drum.
It’s pretty hard to describe the music he creates but each song is something like a short, fast cosmic train ride. They start chugging with a groove and then wind their way round various musical mountains- blues, hip hop, jazz, psychedelia- build up speed and then ending abruptly as they drop off the edge. His lyrics are outright peculiar, with songs about Weasel Pot Pie and a Butt Machine.
If you didn’t like the music, and it was obvious by the jiving and clapping that the crowd did, That 1 Guy’s stage antics had to make you smile. After almost every song, he let out a long wolf like cry, which was answered by the crowd each time with increasing fervour. His hat levitation trick was also a crowd pleaser.
There’s so much generic crap out there, it’s great to see a musician pushing the boundaries and keeping it weird. I doubt there was one person in the audience who didn’t walk out with a grin on their face.
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