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Puddle Of Mudd—
Just The Facts
 Puddle
of Mudd...
as we unravel the mystery of this innovative bunch, for
starters, they are this, well, this kind of four-member rock band,
anthemic and arena-capable (but alternative sensible) whose lead
singer (Wes) had the pure driven audacity to bumrush the infamous
Fred Durst with a demo CD and soon after became the very first act
signed to the Limp Bizkit rebel leader's brand new label,
Flawless. Right. You probably should know that by now, and if not,
well, now you do. Puddle of Mudd are— Wesley Reid Scantlin: Lead
singer, Guitarist. Born in St. Joseph, Missouri; Raised in Kansas
City, Missouri. Douglas John Ardito: Bassist. Born in Concord,
Massachusetts. Paul James Phillips: Guitarist. Born in Brunswick,
Georgia; Raised in Jacksonville, Florida. Greg David Upchurch:
Drummer. Born in Houma, Louisiana; Raised in Kingston, Oklahoma.
Puddle of Mudd were— “A construction worker, cook, dishwasher, oh
God, weird stuff" (Wes)... "A promising dishwasher who moved on to
painting houses before playing in a band called Eleven and with
Chris Cornell." (Greg)... "A manager of a local record store."
(Paul)... “A troublemaker, accident prone grocery store bagger,
jock, pizza delivery boy, bassist for Cellophane." (Doug)...
Puddle of Mudd lives— “On a tour bus”...
Puddle of Mudd wears— "Whatever's not wrinkled." (Greg)...
"Whatever smells the least." (Doug)... "Real baggy things so the
boys can hang loose downstairs." (Wes)... "White Fruit Of The Loom
t-shirts." (Paul)... Puddle of Mudd smells— ”Like flowers all the
time." (Doug)... "Like a turtle's ______!" (Wes)... "Like nothing
really sweaty." (Paul)... "It's a unique flavor. You can taste
it." (Greg)... Puddle of Mudd loves... “My dog Brando. He's a
mutt, an Akita/Rotweiler/Chow mix." (Doug)... "My son, Jordan.
He's four years old and he's my best friend. For life." (Wes)...
"The ability to play drums. If I stop, guess what? Everybody's
gotta stop! I love to have that power." (Greg)... "My hand— I
mean my band!" (Paul)... Puddle of Mudd loathes— "Waiting to get
up and exit the airplane while everyone tries to get their bags
out of overhead storage when I'm in the back row." (Doug)...
"Missing my son." (Wes)... "L.A." (Paul)…
 Puddle of Mudd
actually listens— "To Tom Waits. Queen. Radiohead. And of
course a lot of Pantera. I like that new Clutch. I gotta say,
though, I love Alice In Chains to get me hopped up before I play a
show." (Greg)... "To their mother." (Doug)... "To whatever's
playing on the stereo at the time." (Wes)... "To punk rock and old
metal." (Paul)... Puddle of Mudd reads— ”The articles— but
never really looks at the pictures"... Puddle of Mudd knows— "There are
millions and millions of people out there who need us." (Greg)... “Bo Diddley."
(Wes)... "How to put on a real rock show." (Paul)... "How to get
down." (Doug)... Puddle of Mudd wonders— "Why we can't get
cigarettes on our rider." (Greg)... "Who took that dump on the bus
in Kansas City that stunk it up for the rest of the tour."
(Doug)...
"What you're doin' and where you are." (Wes)... Puddle of Mudd
sounds— "Like real emotional rock’n’roll music that's hardcore,
got a good backbone and everybody's gonna definitely hear for the
way it is." (Wes)... "Like darkness with fun and happiness, the
way a lot of people feel." (Greg)... "Like punk rock and
metalbilly." (Paul)... “Like an eclectic montage skewed by
society, burdened within its own pain." (Doug)... Puddle of Mudd
says— “Only you can prevent forest fires." (Doug)... "If anyone
ever picks on you, go over to their house and knock 'em the f**k
out!" (Wes)... "Take better care of your teeth." (Greg)... "Thank
you Austin! And San Diego, and..." (Paul)...UB
Biographical material
courtesy of Geffen Records
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