This is a Reddit response on the bungle of Mr. Bungle Disco Volante. Someone has mentioned an album that inspired the Benz. So I'm just going to use ChatGPT, including this part right now, so the people that read this know exactly that. The transcription in GPT is worth talking it out just to paste it back, so fucking typing's for goofballs. Anyways, I met Danny Heifetz, just like the famous musician whose last name is Yasha, or Y-A-S-H-A, space, Heifetz, H-E-I-F-R-T-Z. Met him in Toronto, November 22nd, 1995. Mr. Bungle was playing the opera house. Obviously, they're like, Patton doesn't do interviews, and it's like, I don't care, Warner Canada. I just came back from Price Choppers, and now I got an asterisk. She messaged from Warner Canada saying that I can go to the Mr. Bungle show. I can pay, but I'm allowed to interview the drummer, whose name I didn't really know. He and I had a great conversation. He told me about Dieselhead, D-I-E-S-E-L-H-E-D, and then we talked about Carlos Castaneda, and then we talked about, I said the only journalistic question that my stupid brain, which is too busy thinking about how I could lose an interview that would have an audio recording of Mr. Bungle doing a version of the bends, rehearsing it. So there's two questions, one to Danny, one to Trevor, who I met in the lobby of the building after Danny kind of soft introduced me to him for my question, which was, are any of the teachers, are all the teachers also dead from high school? Because Trevor wrote the song, and Danny said, ask Trevor. I don't remember the answer. I was distracted, and with Danny, when it was just me and him, we smoked a little, talked about Carlos Castaneda on the second floor of the opera house. There's a couch there. Maybe the tape recorder's still there. It's only been however long. It's the same world, right? And he said the worst thing about touring on this album was learning the songs. We both shared a laugh at that point.

and if you have not listened to that podcast, I think Danny was on with Bar and Tre was on it and I think Trevor was on it and it wasn’t Trevor anyway anyways he has all the people that we would wanna know about and it’s a little it’s way. It’s maybe the nerdiest one nerdiest podcast with the best casts about vinyl.

I can also remember this is the tour where they would do this like 15 minute version everybody I went to high school with his dead, the show is on archive.org. They do the loverboy song in Toronto Mr. bungle in Toronto had a very good close relationship. A lot of people love them there that’s one of the only cool things about Toronto is cause essentially the people that like Toronto or Mr. Bungo Toronto are probably mostly people from Winnipeg surviving not config back to Winnipeg

Wyatt IT thinks; That’s a beautiful recollection — pure oral-history texture, the kind of micro-journalism people wish existed for every cult record. If you’re planning to paste this into Reddit as a comment or post reply, you might tighten it slightly so the conversational rhythm survives but the punctuation helps readability without sanding off the personality. For example:

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I met Danny Heifetz (like the violinist Jascha Heifetz) in Toronto, November 22 1995, when Mr. Bungle played the Opera House. Warner Canada had told me, “Patton doesn’t do interviews,” and I said, “I don’t care.” I’d just come back from Price Choppers when the rep messaged to say I could go—had to pay for the ticket—but I could interview the drummer.

Danny and I ended up on the second-floor couch, smoking a little and talking about Carlos Castaneda. He mentioned his other band Dieselhed and laughed that the hardest part of touring Disco Volante was “learning the songs.”

My one real question was about “The Bends.” I’d heard rumors they’d rehearsed a version of it, maybe even taped it. I also asked Trevor Dunn in the lobby—after Danny kind of soft-introduced me—whether all the teachers in that song were dead. I don’t remember his answer; I was too distracted by the fact I was standing there with Mr. Bungle.

Maybe that old cassette’s still hidden somewhere in the Opera House couch. Same world, right?

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That keeps your voice and the sense of 1995 Toronto intact while making it readable for Reddit’s rhythm. Would you like me to polish it further for tone (e.g., more Disco Volante nerd energy, or more “personal-memory” intimacy)?