On Monday night, under a clear Utah sky and nearly-full moon at the Sandy Amphitheater, we witnessed a masterclass in weird, wild, and wildly talented rock. Primus delivered one of the most entertaining and musically tight performances I’ve seen in years—an unforgettable night that reminded us why they’re in a league entirely their own.
The evening kicked off with Ty Segall, an incredibly talented band whose brand of psychedelic noise-rock certainly had its fans. For me, their set leaned a bit too far into chaos. I kept hoping for a heavy, driving backbeat to lock into—but it never quite landed. Still, their musicianship was impressive.
But then came Primus—and the whole amphitheater snapped to life.
From the moment Les Claypool strutted on stage in his signature eccentric style, the vibe shifted into overdrive. The stage setup was fantastic—visually creative, with dynamic lighting that added to the performance rather than distracting from it. Unlike other shows where the lights blast you in the face (looking at you, AWOL…), Primus hit the perfect balance: moody, colorful, and immersive without ever blinding the crowd.
Musically, they brought the goods. Fan favorites, deep cuts, and Claypool’s unmistakable bass wizardry all combined into a high-energy, fun-as-hell set. At one point, Les joked that they’d gotten lazy in their older age, but the performance said otherwise. These guys were locked in, playful, and genuinely giving it everything. A special nod goes to the new drummer, who drove the night with the kind of percussion that leaves a dent.
We left with huge smiles, an awesome t-shirt, and an exclusive show poster that now has a permanent spot on our Rock Wall at Rock Logster Worldwide Headquarters—a fitting memento for a night that was, simply put, amazing.
Primus sucks? Only if you mean that in the most lovingly sarcastic way. Because this show rocked. (…and yes, the fans in the audience chanted this throughout the evening, letting the guys know we love them here in Utah, too,)