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Greg Puciato Runs Screaming In His Underwear

Posted in Headline News Commentary with tags , , , , , , , on February 2, 2012 by Aaron Ross

Yes, it’s true! Front-man to The Dillinger Escape Plan stripped down and made ridiculously insane comments such as “I’m already dead” and insisting that nobody around him was real. Of course he was shrooming at the time so that makes him awesome.

Pulled from his website, we read a rather humorous drug report:

I would like to thank the six police officers, fully staffed fire truck, and the several EMTs(thanks Brian Vanina for writing to me afterwards) that showed up over the weekend…to witness/enjoy what surely must have been a beyond hysterical/bizarre/confusing sight to them. Without going into too much detail…let me just say that it was ENTIRELY worthwhile to eat enough(way too much) of something(I won’t go into what but I’m sure your assumptions are probably accurate) to induce a total near death experience, have full blown entirely realistic hallucinations(including fake people that I had conversations with), have no ability to tell what time/age period of my life I was in(12, 17, 22, 29….all seemed simultaneous) and run around almost naked both in and outside singing, screaming, and asking the police if I was dead and whether or not Ben Weinman, The Dillinger Escape Plan, Liam, and various other people in my personal life, were in fact real people or part of a dream that I had while part of a separate larger reality. When I look back on being on a stretcher outside at 3am, frantically telling police that I was already dead and insisting that they tell me the truth, while accusing them of not being real either, and my girlfriend (porn star Jenna Haze) crying and being terrified that I had gone “too far” and would be permanently insane from that point forward…..it all seems obvious what you should tell kids about drugs. “Just say…maybe.”

There is no “twelve” after “eleven”. It goes straight to “thirteen”. It’s dark if you go there. So if you’re ever at eleven and wanna go further…just be forewarned and remember that eleven jumps to thirteen and it gets fucking dark RIGHT AWAY. But it is, in hindsight, a wholly worthwhile place to visit now and then. For the record…all I gave a fuck about when I was out of my mind and convinced I was dead, was four or five people, and The Dillinger Escape Plan. Crazy.

I’ve never felt more psyched to play some fucking shows. LA tomorrow. Orange County Thursday. LET’S FUCKING DO THIS.

Guitarist Ben Weinman then informs us of his conversation with Greg, reminding him of his duties as front-man like a wet vagina:

“I actually talked to him last night. He was like, “wow there was a lot of press about that…that’s crazy.” I said ‘look, you gotta realize, I might be in Jersey in my basement writing the record and you’re out in Hollywood hanging out and experimenting and figuring out what you want to do with your life and how you want to do it and exploring your creativity and that’s great. But you’ve got to realize you’re the front man and you’re the image of what this band is, not me in the basement working my ass off on riffs with a pot of coffee with a lot of fucking excitement and passion without any care for what’s around me. You gotta realize if you put a fucking Mercedes in a shitty fucking Pinto shell, everyone is just going to see a shitty Pinto shell. They are not going to see the core of what went into that fucking machine.'”

Here’s the song “Calculating Infinity” for anyone who might be unfamiliar with them:

If you want to buy, you can find it online here

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