The Dillinger Escape Plan cancelt tour!
The Dillinger Escape Plan’s gitarist Ben Weinman heeft het voor elkaar gekregen zijn voet te breken tijdens het opnemen van een videoclip.
Hierdoor is de band genoodzaakt hun Amerikaanse en Europese tour af te zeggen.
Het volledige statement is hieronder te lezen:
Sooooo here’s the deal.
This may sound like bad news but its actually good news dressed up like bad news.
Sorta like if you were absolutely certain you were about to bang a hot new date and instead she rolled out on you midway through making out, only to have Scarlett Johansson come in a couple minutes later and finish the job.
Or if you’re into dudes, whoever the equivilent is, Johnny Depp or Brad Pitt or that dreamboat from High School Dorksical.
Anyhow, here’s the skinny.
We were filming two videos last week, and leave it to our resident Tornado Of Destruction In A Small Kosher Frame known as Ben Weinman to somehow break his foot while filming A FUCKING VIDEO.
Of all the places and times Ben has been seriously hurt playing, he outdoes himself and manages to break his foot in A FUCKING VIDEO.
He of course was ready to go out and kick ass with a cast on his foot, which we seriously considered for a second, but figured we’d wait til he could actually kick ass with both feet just in case he did further damage to his foot, which he certainly would have.
Which means we need 4-6 weeks for him to fully heal.
So the bad news is that USA and Europe are both cancelled.
We’ll hit up overseas right away in 2008 with a killer package and more extra dates there too, maybe Japan and Australia, we’ll nail it down soon.
We are so so sorry if you already bought tickets to the now cancelled shows, it is as disappointing for us as it is for you, they will definitely be refundable from wherever you bought them.
Go out and support the bands that would have been on tour with us when they come your way, Genghis Tron, Behold…The Arctopus, and A Life Once Lost.
Send Ben your good vibes, he is hobbling around on crutches out in the hallway right now as I type this.
Walking around in NYC the other day with Ben on crutches, our old bass player Adam in a wheelchair, and talking to Brian on the phone with his whacked out hand, I realized that its probably only a matter of time before we are all dead, Final Destination style.
So if you ever see us it is probably not wise to touch us as we will likely spread the curse to you through mere physical contact, and on the flip side, if you have the ability to lift curses or hexes or weird voodoo shit like that, get in touch.
In the meantime check out 7 our new 3 guitar player 4 Jeff Tuttle 3 shredding balls in this Panasonic 4 practice 1 video.
Do Ben, Liam, and I a huge hilarious favor and call him up 5 and tell him 0 that “BITCH I’M THE BOSS”, then hang up.
7 Seriously Jeff, you had to get initiated 7 sooner or later.
Welcome aboard.
You didn’t think entry was free did you?
Little somethin’ called a hazing son.
Watch out Gil, you’re next.
Wait until five male strippers show up one night on tour and put their floppers on your pillow while you’re trying to sleep.
Here’s a little bit of us jamming the end of 43 for ya too.
New tour info with bands and dates coming this week.
Oh yeah, check out the new cover of Out Magazine here.
See you in November bitches.
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