I, Philip H. Anselmo, immediately after a very successful show in Dallas
injected a lethal dose of Heroin into my arm, and died for 4 to 5 minutes.
There was no lights, no beautiful music, just nothing. And then after 20
minutes (from what I heard later) my friends slapped me and poured water
over my head all basically trying to revive me. The paramedics finally
arrived and all I remember is waking up in the back of an ambulance. From
that point on I knew all I wanted was to be back on the tour bus, going to
the next gig. Instead I was going to the hospital where I was released
very shortly. You see, I'm not a Heroin Addict. But I am (was) an
intravenous drug abuser. The lesson learned here is that every nightmare
ever heard about O.D.ing, and or, Heroin is terribly true. And for my
friends and family as well as myself and our fans. (Pantera, Down Etc.),
I since then have recovered completely, the Pantera Tour uninterrupted. I
intend to keep it that way! Special Thanks to my Family and Friends who
supported me, and the fans who pump me up to the hilt. One message to
everyone in this fucking world. I am not a weakling groping for sympathy.
I WILL NOT DIE SO EASILY! I'm here to piss off the music press for a
long time to come.
Very Sincerely,
Philip Anselmo