Yesterday, some dude named Fitz Madrid — an afternoon DJ at the Phoenix, Arizona, radio station 98 KUPD — spoke with Philip Anselmo, who you should only address as Philip or dude.
What was on the old agenda? The usual shit: Pantera.
Phil was asked about those rumors Pantera were thinking of reuniting with Zakk Wylde filling in for the late “Dimebag” Darrell Abbott on guitar.
“Wishful thinking. And I hate to say that, too. You know, really…I would. Put it this way: my door is always open. I love those guys, I love… Put it this way: I miss that Pantera feel, the feeling of walking out on that stage and performing those songs and having that massive audience just turn into this swirling whirlpool of bodies,” he says.
Can you put it another way, Philip?
“That is something that is missable, for sure. Believe me, man, if that were a truth, I would tell you, but man, the truth of it all is it’s pretty much wishful thinking at this point.”
Dude also blamed the media for the fractious relationship he now has with Vinnie Paul Abbott, Dime’s brother.
“The media does what the media does, and if you get a writer out there who has a hard-on for you, or what-not, because he gets extra hits on his little web site, or whatever, just by… It kind of reminds me of Mike Florio from ProFootballTalk.com,” says Phil, talking about me.
“He’s the king of writing the wind-up article to where there’ll be some basis of fact that can be taken out of context, he’ll grab one little line out of a sentence that a player will say, and he’ll post it as a headline. Kind of the same thing has happened to me a thousand different times where they’ll take something I’d say way out of context and blow it up. And, I guess, if the hot ticket is that I’m an asshole or the biggest dick in the world you’ll ever meet, then fine, go ahead and write and about it.
“That ain’t gonna change my day; my life keeps rolling, Jack. But the point is, I think it’s more puff, because really, I get along with everybody I meet, I would say, a great percentage of the time — 99.9 percent of the freakin’ time — so it’s like, if I’m an asshole or what-not, just have the balls to come up and at least tell me, ‘Hey, man, you’re an asshole.’ But I’d like to know, ‘OK, which Phil Anselmo are you talking about here?’ Because you know it, I know it, we all know it, we’re gonna grow up. I’m not 24, I’m not 34, I’m freaking 44 years old. It’s like, ‘Man, are you talking about something I said when I was 20-something years old? Or something I may have done when I was…?’ We’re not the same people that we were when we were younger men or what-not, to a certain degree, but at the same time, you keep your values. I’m no different as far as what I love in life; I still love boxing, I still love horror films, I’m still that guy, I still love underground music, and I will exhort these undergrounders to come on out and keep playing. That’s my thing. People see what they wanna see, man. Put it this way: I can remember reading comments about how I was… whatever… I’m such a dick, and really, the only reason why this person was writing these comments is because they’re into goth-imaged music — Misfits, Danzig, stuff like that — and little do they know, me and Glenn Danzig are good fucking friends. It’s just people and it’s the nature of the fucking beast. And like David Lee Roth said 30-something years ago, once your head gets tall enough so that it sticks over the fence, that’s when people are gonna start humming coconuts at it, and that’s just the nature of the goddamn beast.”
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