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It’s Not Me… It’s You, Babe
November 14, 2007
by Braden Towne
Tell-Em-Man-largeIf ever there was an album that would break up a band, Kilroy Was Here is it. Ostensibly conceived as a high-concept response to California State Legislature's claim that Styx had hidden satanic messages in tracks of their previous effort, Paradise Theater (allegations made particularly hilarious when considering that the album was released in the same year as Venom’s Welcome to Hell and Killers by Iron Maiden, but obviously the California State Capitol had let its subscription to Kerrang! magazine lapse), Kilroy played out like a Trekkie’s nightmare set to the tune of the Electrical Parade at Disneyland. This, of course, was completely awesome if you were between the ages of five and 12 in 1983, but unfortunately for Dennis DeYoung, bandmates Tommy Shaw and JY Young were a couple of decades beyond the project’s appeal. Following a lukewarm live album and a series of solo records from each of Styx’s principles, rumors of their separation abounded.
Despite a couple of slip-ups, however, DeYoung was quite adamant that his group was merely on hiatus and entertaining outside interests during this interview from September of 1984. While his cheerful arrogance permeates topics as diverse as the writing of “Babe”, the formative years of Styx, the writing of “Lady”, his latent xenophobia triggered upon introduction to the Beatles, and the writing of his debut solo album, the singer-songwriter shows astonishing humility when discussing his rise to fame and reactions to criticism.
Though the ‘90s would see a few collaborations between DeYoung and band, including a lucrative reunion tour, the 12-sided die had been cast during the Kilroy Was Here tour all those years ago, and the singer parted ways with Styx sometime before the close of the century, taking his robot masks and power ballads with him. No matter how many hit records he supplied to the group, in the end it came down to the old adage: when one band member makes the others wear silly costumes, it’s gonna be a disaster.
when one band member makes the others wear silly costumes, it’s gonna be a disaster[b]
It’s Not Me… It’s You, Babe
November 14, 2007
by Braden Towne
Tell-Em-Man-largeIf ever there was an album that would break up a band, Kilroy Was Here is it. Ostensibly conceived as a high-concept response to California State Legislature's claim that Styx had hidden satanic messages in tracks of their previous effort, Paradise Theater (allegations made particularly hilarious when considering that the album was released in the same year as Venom’s Welcome to Hell and Killers by Iron Maiden, but obviously the California State Capitol had let its subscription to Kerrang! magazine lapse), Kilroy played out like a Trekkie’s nightmare set to the tune of the Electrical Parade at Disneyland. This, of course, was completely awesome if you were between the ages of five and 12 in 1983, but unfortunately for Dennis DeYoung, bandmates Tommy Shaw and JY Young were a couple of decades beyond the project’s appeal. Following a lukewarm live album and a series of solo records from each of Styx’s principles, rumors of their separation abounded.
Despite a couple of slip-ups, however, DeYoung was quite adamant that his group was merely on hiatus and entertaining outside interests during this interview from September of 1984. While his cheerful arrogance permeates topics as diverse as the writing of “Babe”, the formative years of Styx, the writing of “Lady”, his latent xenophobia triggered upon introduction to the Beatles, and the writing of his debut solo album, the singer-songwriter shows astonishing humility when discussing his rise to fame and reactions to criticism.
Though the ‘90s would see a few collaborations between DeYoung and band, including a lucrative reunion tour, the 12-sided die had been cast during the Kilroy Was Here tour all those years ago, and the singer parted ways with Styx sometime before the close of the century, taking his robot masks and power ballads with him. No matter how many hit records he supplied to the group, in the end it came down to the old adage: when one band member makes the others wear silly costumes, it’s gonna be a disaster.
when one band member makes the others wear silly costumes, it’s gonna be a disaster[b]
