So, here’s the thing. Yesterday on Twitter, Dillinger Escape Plan tickled our pickles with a feather, revealing he was about to track vocals for “some spontaneous mystery DEP” project.
DEP, of course, referring to Dillinger Escape Plan and not the Department of Environmental Protection. That just doesn’t make sense, people. Why would you think that?
Anyways, so, a mystery, eh? Puciato knows damn well what the vocal tracks he recorded with Steve Evetts yesterday are for, so why would he label it a “mystery.” I just don’t understand, Davey.
What’s the mystery? Here, this is what he said: “On way to track some spontaneous mystery DEP vox with @steveevetts to make this already perfect last few days even better. Mic WILL be hot.”
OK, tickle it some more, dude. Everything’s a secret with these bands today. I tell ya, back in my day, before people were walking all over my motherfucking lawn, bands shared. They were open. That’s because they didn’t have a million ways to tickle the pickle’s of their fans. They didn’t have this newfangled Twitter or Facebook. They didn’t have the Spotify. They just put shit out. To get a band update, you had to walk 200 miles and go see ‘em live, and they’d say from the stage, “Look for our new shit this fall,” and that was an update. And that’s how you knew.