>The Curse of the Dillinger Escape Plan
>"I think there’s a Dillinger Escape Plan curse,” says Ben Weinman, the lone original member of the genre-defining metal pioneers. "I’m on the verge of being like, ‘Alright, where the voodoo doctor?’ I’m seriously about to stick a chicken up my ass and crack an egg over my head. Something’s going on.” Weinman’s susceptibility to the last resort of the ass-chicken is mostly sarcastic, now that new album Ire Works is finally out. But six months ago, chickens had good reason to be nervous around the virtuosic guitar player.
>"When we started recording the album, every fish in the studio’s fish tank started to die,” says Weinman. "I threw up once when I was seven years old, and when I started recording guitars, I threw up 40 times and was put in the hospital. I felt like I was dying. Our producer’s back totally went out completely. He couldn’t even move. The whole recording he was on pills and steroids and anything he could do to get through it. On our first day of recording, the engineer’s assistant’s car got broken into outside the studio, and everything inside it, including, for some reason, every CD he owned, got stolen.”
When DEP were recording Calculating Infinity, their bass player Adam Doll got into a car accident and was left paralyzed.
When Ire Works came out, I bought it. Two weeks later my girlfriend of 6 years broke up with me.
They just put out a new record recently, and while I was listening to it on my bike, I hit a utility pole and wound up with a broken jaw and a bruised lung.
I'm not superstitious, but what gives?!