Primus

Primus's fourth album is, as its title suggests, an amalgam of elements that have no reason to
be joined together in a sane universe. The San Francisco trio was once lumped in with the
post-Chili Peppers school of punky funkateers, but Primus has always been too restless to
content itself with bass-slapping celebrations of male sexuality. Indeed, on Pork Soda, the
band invokes the circa '69 Mothers of Invention and Trout Mask Replica-era Capt... More >

Quite possibly the strangest top-10 band ever, and good for them ("Bob," "DMV")