Listening to The Dillinger Escape is… an experience. Hell, seeing them live is certainly something too, but we will come back to that.
TDEP are one of the most frenzied, chaotic bands to ever exist. Frantic guitar work from Ben Weinman is amplified by the rhythm section, and vocalist Greg Puciato bounces between screams, shouts, and roars.
The use of polyrhythms and complex and unconventional time signatures only add to the unsettling vibe.
But then, seemingly out of nowhere, the song snaps into a passage of surprising beauty. Puciato’s clean vocals, especially when contrasted against what we’ve experienced until this point, are mesmerising.
And that’s the crazy thing about TDEP. For the longest time they were too heavy for me. Too crazy. Too discordant. Just too much. But one day, while listening to Ire Works in a moment of curiosity, it suddenly just clicked. It was as though something in my brain fell into place and I could all of a sudden see (or, rather, hear) things differently. I got it.
Ire Works ended up being my favourite album that year, and in the subsequent years I just fell completely in love with the band, chaos and all.
Sadly, TDEP called it a day back in 2017. I was lucky enough to see them one last time on their final tour, and it’s sad to think their will never be another live band like The Dillinger Escape Plan in full flight. All the energy and chaos in their music? They put that out on the stage a thousand-fold.
I hope they come back one day, but if they don’t, I’ll remember The Dillinger Escape Plan for three things – being one of the most anarchic bands ever, being capable of some the most shocking style-shifts mid-song, and putting on one of the best live shows in the business.
I miss The Dillinger Escape Plan.