Showing posts with label styx. Show all posts
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Sunday, February 5, 2012

EAGLE ROCK ENTERTAINMENT TO RELEASE STYX: THE GRAND ILLUSION/PIECES OF EIGHT LIVE SIMULTANEOUS DVD, BLU-RAY AND DVD/2CD OUT JANUARY 31

Two of the most beloved albums in the Styx catalog are 1977’s The Grand Illusion and 1978’s Pieces Of Eight. Now, Eagle Rock Entertainment will release Styx: The Grand Illusion/Pieces Of Eight Live on DVD, Blu-Ray, and DVD/2CD on January 31. This show was recorded November 9, 2010 at the historic Orpheum Theater in Memphis, Tennessee, on the tour that saw them perform both these albums in their entirety for the first time.

This 20-song two-hour and 11-minute presentation features stunning high-definition visuals accenting the complex musical arrangements recorded in DTS-HD Master Audio, Dolby Digital 5.1, and LPCM Stereo. The staging of these two multi-platinum albums and the fevered response makes this concert a must for all Styx fans. The Grand Illusion/Pieces of Eight Live also includes the bonus feature “Putting On The Show,” an inside look at the people and equipment needed to stage such a massive spectacle.

Selling millions of records worldwide since their 1972 Chicago inception, Styx have branded themselves as one of the greatest American progressive rock bands. The current line-up consists of James “J.Y.” Young (vocals, guitars, keyboards); Tommy Shaw (vocals, guitars); Todd Sucherman (drums); Lawrence Gowan (vocals, keyboards); Ricky Phillips (bass, backing vocals) and Chuck Panozzo (bass guitar).

TRACK LISTING
1) Intro/1978 2) The Grand Illusion 3) Fooling Yourself (The Angry Young Man)
4) Superstars 5) Keyboard Interlude 6) Come Sail Away 7) Miss America
8) Man In The Wilderness 9) Castle Walls 10) The Grand Finale
11) Great White Hope 12) I'm O.K. 13) Sing For The Day 14) The Message
15) Lords Of The Ring 16) Blue Collar Man (Long Nights) 17) Queen Of Spades
18) Renegade 19) Keyboard Interlude 20) Pieces Of Eight 21) Aku-Aku


STYX are out on tour:
2.3.12 - Tacoma, WA - Emerald Queen Casino
2.4.12 - Coquitlam, BC - Red Robinson Show Theatre
2.10.12 - Henderson, NV - Green valley Ranch Events Center
2.10.12 - Wendover, NV - Peppermill Concert Hall
3.2.12 - Mt. Pleasant, MI - Soaring Eagle Casino & Resort
3.9.12 - Miami, FL - Magic City Casino Amphitheater
3.10.12 - Silver Springs, FL - Twin Oaks Amphitheater

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Styx - The Grand Illusion





Having recently taken a stroll down memory lane, I have been hit with the memories of some of the classic albums that have changed my life. I could list the majority out for you, going a bit into each one, but I'd prefer to stick with the reason you're all here right now, to hear the word of the amazing album The Grand Illusion by the equally amazing Styx, and why I think it as such. For it is this album that is more steadfast in my memory then any others. It was their grand opus, their gift to the world and its people.

The Grand Illusion is a loose concept album, not so much in story, but in overall message. Its a tale of accepting who you are, enjoying life, love, and not getting caught up in the small things in life. All of the songs are uplifting and powerful, ranging in themes from sci-fi/aliens, fantasy, and day-to-day life. The album also plays paramount in Styx's rise to fame and popularity. From their formation, the group had always played around with progressive rock themes and ideas. Their first albums are heavily entrenched within prog, but as the 70s grew, so did the groups gap from the genre. Their songs began to take on a more pop-oriented/radio-friendly feel, becoming shorter and simpler as the years went on.

While I would say that this would normally have been a bad thing, for I dislike when bands go soft or simple just to sell some more records, in Styx's case, I'll let it slide. They did their best work as a popular rock band. I've listened to their entire discography, so I've heard the prog days, and while it is decent, it's not the best when it comes to the 70s progressive scene. It is because of their average talents at the full-progressive level that I deem them more then able to move into radio-friendly sounds. That being said, although their progressive themes had taken a nose dive by the end of the 70s, it still was present at least somewhat, The Grand Illusion is proof.

The album begins with the title track, which sets the mood for the entire album. It's a grandiose piece, sounding like a carnival coming to life. The themes and melodies first laid down here would make a continual resurgence throughout the rest of the record - which directs me to see this as a semi-prog album. To quote a repeating line of the song: "So if you think your life is complete confusion, 'cause your neighbor's got it made. Just remember that it's a grand illusion, and deep inside we're all the same!" This line if the backbone of the song, acting as the framework for the album. This line pops up again during the last song, "The Grand Finale," seemingly book-ending the release.

"Fooling Yourself (The Angry Young Man)," the album's seconds track and single, continues with the theme of being happy with your personal life. It's about a man, who has been given every shot to succeed, but he keeps getting into his own way. He could own the world, but he's too wrapped up in his own thoughts to do anything of the sort.

"Superstar" follows suit with "Fooling Yourself," but this time growing in scope. It's a story about love and ideology, and - I believe - a little bit of teenage delusion. It's about a famous man, a superstar, and one of his fans. Within the song, the Superstar is on stage, seemingly singing to the fan in question, calling out to him/her. The fan knows everything about the Superstar, staying up late fantasizing about their life together. Eventually the Superstar and the fan join forces, both becoming superstars, and falling in love.

This brings us to the driving force behind the album, the reason it became a mega-seller and an instant hit: "Come Sail Away." Even if you're not a Styx fan, or can't claim to know any of their music, odds are you can at least hum the melody of this one. This was their first single from the album, and their number one single of all time, catapulting The Grand Illusion up the sales charts. It's another song about love, but this time with adventure strewn in. The song is filled with metaphors, playing around a nautical theme. The pair will "search for tomorrow, on every shore" becoming a story of legend for others. The pair end up getting picked up by angels, who turn out to be aliens, who take them away.

Wait...what?

I know it sounds kind of stupid, but you have to dive deeper, read between the lines. As I said, the story begins with a pair sailing, looking for love and adventure, pretty straight forward so far right? After the third verse, the style begins to shift somewhat, subtly moving from the present tense into the past. The singer starts acting like the story is a fable, of a pair of explorers who get lost and/or perish without a word. This is reaffirmed when the singer claims to see angels, who call to him, for him to "Come sail away" with them. So far the song has turned from one of excitement and love, to one of woe. This idea is questioned with the next (and last) verse, wherein the singer, who he originally thought were angels, were actually aliens, coming to take his love to the heavens and beyond, so they can keep on exploring. It's an odd shift of lyrical style, but when you think about it, it makes sort of sense. That's the way I see it anyway.

One of the more straight forward songs on the album, "Miss America" is a tale of how heavy the head is that wears the crown. It begins with a women, a recent Miss America pageant winner, being the "apple of the public's eye." Within the first verse, it is shown that she loves the attention and praise she receives, going to functions and parties. But, by the second verse, the woman is starting to get tired of this life, this "roller coaster ride (she's) on." And within the third verse, she's realized that fame isn't all it's cracked up to be, being in a "cage at the human zoo." It's actually a neat song, really powerful and rockin' one of my favorites off the album.

After the quick and jumping "Miss America," one might expect the album to continue suit, for the following track(s) to be cut from the same cloth. This could not be further from the actuality; "Man in the Wilderness" is a slow and soulful song about personal reflection. It's about a man who looks back upon his life and realizes that he's never really accomplished anything - nothing that matters anyway. No matter how hard he tries, he is still lost in the wilderness, unable to find a home or help, because no one understands him. Another message I think we can all understand and respect.

Keeping with the slower theme, although a bit more uplifting, "Castle Walls" is another song that uses metaphor to spell out a point. While most of the tracks off of the album are about not overextending yourself or keeping realistic life goals and plans, this song is about the opposite. It's about not keeping yourself too guarded, to venture out beyond your 'castle's walls,' and look for adventure from time to time. I really like the last verse/couple of lines, where the vocals begin with a lot power, much more then what was heard for the rest of the song ( "Far beyond these castle walls, where I thought I heard Tiresias say"), instantly switching to a light and graceful style ('Life is never what is seems, and every man must meet his destiny") to end the song. Having the clash of energy and style makes this particular passage stick in my head.

"The Grand Finale" sums up the entire album, using pieces of the melodies from several of the songs heard before it. It mostly uses themes from the first few songs; "The Grand Illusion," "Fooling Yourself" and "Superstar," but there are a few randomly strewn ideas from other areas of the disc. It's not a full song, being the shortest of the album (as well as using recycled music), but it's a nice wrap up of the entire disc.

Well there you have it, the entire album in a nut shell. I feel it's prudent to mention the reason why this song has such a strong hold on my psyche as it does. You see, when I was a child - 8 or 9 - my father and I would go on the occasional road trip/trip to the store (they are all road trips when you're that young). During these outings, he'd often have this album playing, to which we would belt out all of the lyrics, drums and guitar solos to "Come Sail Away." I mean the whole song. And once it was over, we'd do it again, mostly because I loved it. I'm sure I drove my dad crazy, with my incessant begging to hear the song over and over again, but it'll always play a high roll in my life, and one day I hope to do the same for my child.

Anyway, The Grand Illusion is an amazing album, obviously one of my favorite albums of all time (hell I just wrote about 3 pages about it), and easily the best Styx album they ever released. I was fortunate to have seen them live a few years ago (closer to eight at this point), and I saw the Styx cover band Light Up, which is just as good as the real deal ...except that you know you aren't seeing the real deal. But when I actually saw the band live there was only one original member, so it was almost a cover band itself... I don't know how that works. Regardless, I like Styx, would gladly see them live again, and I would be more then happy to hear The Grand Illusion played on repeat in my little slice of heaven forever and ever.


--Klepto

Buy here: Grand Illusion
Buy here mp3: Grand Illusion



Monday, April 4, 2011

Angel – S/T


There was a time that I liked Angel, and truth be told, I really can’t remember why.

I first saw them on the Midnight Special, the same show that featured the very first time I ever saw KISS on television.  KISS were amazing, everything my teenage, comicbook-cum-fantasy brain had ever concocted, with fire and smoke and blood and demons and  . . . oh yeah!.

Then there was Angel.  Signed to Casablanca (the same label as KISS), dressed in pristine long flowing white gowns, polyester, disco bell-bottoms, and mile-high platforms, they were like the anti-KISS.  Where KISS was ugly, they were beautiful.  Where KISS was raw and dangerous, Angel were pure and pristine.  Where KISS had testosterone-humping sexcapades, Angel had . . . something.  Something I never really could put my finger on.  But at the time I liked it.  I remember eating up White Hot and Sinful, which today just don’t hold up very well to my ears.  A mix of over-the-top glam pop that tried just a bit too hard to be precious.  In reality, Angel had latched onto something.   With their flowing long (I do mean LONG) hair, glammed out androgyny, and pop-metal hooks, they essentially laid the foundation for hair metal to follow.  In their own way, Angel were pioneers.  Pioneers of hair metal.  Now, I never cared for hair metal, which may explain why I’d lost interest in Angel over the years.

Then I stumbled upon this, their 1975 self-titled debut and a little fly started buzzing unflaggingly in my brain.  Hadn’t “The Tower” been a real kick-ass rock song?  Actually, hadn’t their first three albums--before glam-overload took over--revealed a band that cranked out a Queen-inspired, KISS-fueled hard rock-meets-keyboard-prog attack that was pretty good?  I remembered “Mirrors” from their second album, Helluva Band, and remembered cranking that song near-endlessly in my bedroom between KISS and Aerosmith freakouts.  Hadn’t I?

And besides, Angel always had the world’s coolest logo –which reads the same upside down as right-side up

So with those memories clouding my otherwise confirmed resolution against the band, I decided to plop down the $1 and pick this platter up out of the bargain bin and see if 36 years had been kind to the band.  


Immediately, my memory proved to be correct.   “The Tower,” is a monster of mid-70’s, keyboard-infused (but not guitar sparse) prog pop.  After the full on keyboard and manic drum pomp intro assault, delicate guitar courtesy of Punky Meadows pierces through the mix.  The bass rides a gentle sweep beneath this, while Greg Guiffria allows his keys to mellow into texture mode.  Frank Dimino’s voice at times hits a shrill octave that just screeches too much for me, but not on this song.  Here, his voice wavers and captivates and soars, taking off as the song rises and falls to the escalating chorus.  Throughout, Barry Brandt keeps the drums active, calm at times and rampaging at others.  When Punky breaks loose with his big solo, it’s with restraint and taste, but no lack of dexterity.  Truly, this is a “lost” 6:52 prog-mini-classic and all by itself is enough to warrant the band being remembered today.  Makes you wonder what their career would’ve been like if they’d pursued this path throughout their career.

But then “Long Time” makes me question whether I spent my dollar wisely.  A slower, mid-tempo love-lost, 7 minute lament, Dimino’s voice dives right into that register that makes me want to swallow a vat of acid.  Then, just when I’m about to give up on the album, the boys hit it.  About 3 minutes in . . . what’s that?!  Damn, out of nowhere, the insipid, whiny Angel leaves and we’re left with a damn fine, totally retro, Zep-inspired, proto-metal riff freakout.  Man, this is heavy!  Dimino’s voice lowers a bit and he rides this passage like a vet of the early ‘70’s acid metal days.  Punky layers in some more guitars and damn if the whole thing doesn’t work in the end.  Even Giuffria’s harpsichord at the end seems appropriate here, not pretentious. 

Ok, so I’m hanging tight with this so far, let’s see what “Rock & Rollers” has in store for me.  Big riff intro, neo-gothic harmony vocals.  Wasn’t expecting that.  Also wasn’t expecting the whole thing to drop away, leaving behind a low-end heavy, glammed-boogie riff, laced with enough keys to make Uriah Heap proud.  Heavy and grooving.  Not the most original song in the world but damn fun. 

So now that side one has made an impression, I flip the disc over and see if side two can maintain it.  “Broken Dreams” is a great start.  Heavy keyboard prog boogie again in the Heap vein and with a tasty bottom end.  Dimino’s keeping his voice in check, Punky’s letting the strings bend, Giuffria’s riding the keys like a man humping his best-friend’s wife.  A touch of heavier Sweet here, a hint of ‘70’s pomp.  It’s all good, baby.  “Mariner” brings back the epic flare with a piano-driven, sea-faring saga.that reaches a nice groove near the end of it’s 4-minute plus journey.  Not my favorite here, but not annoying. 

And besides, any grievances I had about “Mariner” are dispelled within the first two seconds of the monster, neo-KISS riff-rampaging intro for “Sunday Morning.”  The keyboard extravaganza is a bit much for me, but it fits the time, riding in the big pomp world of bands like Zon, Prism, Trillion, or Styx.  But even that can’t lessen the rock impact when this song hits its groove.  When that ascending guitar riff is riding, the song’s a winner, and it ends with a mastodon-sized heavy outro before it crashes right back into the riff-fest of “On & On.”  Again, the heavy stuff here is great.  Overall, the pomp glam overtakes the meat of the song and it wilts a bit, predicting some of the more uninteresting pop-metal of their later years, but still when it’s heavy, it’s about as heavy as pomp rock got in the mid-70’s.  Which brings us to the over-the-top pomposity of “Angel (theme)” a synth-driven instrumental that really never served as the bands theme as much as the guys thought it would.

So, 36 years later, what’s my verdict?  At one time, Angel really were a helluva band, and this is a fine, pomp heavy debut.  The heavy stuff was heavy, the pomp was pomp and the whole album is laced with enough of a prog tendency to make the imagination wonder “what if?”  What if the American public had been ready for an album like this back in the day?  What if Casablanca knew how to market rock as well as they did disco?  What if Angel had stayed this course and cranked out their own Magician’s Birthday or Demons & Wizards?

But then if they had, maybe hair metal would never have existed.  Maybe that wouldn’t have been such a bad thing.

In the end, it was a dollar well spent.

--Racer

Buy here: Angel
Buy here combined with Helluva Band: Angel/Helluva Band





and Mirrors off their next album, Helluva Band

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Ripple News - Tommy Shaw Teams up with Bluegrass Greats for the Great Divide


Some news that may be of interest to you bluegrass fans.  I know Old School's ears may perk up a bit.

Tommy Shaw, guitarist of Styx, is set to release his debut Bluegrass album, “The Great Divide” on March 22nd, 2011, through Pazzo Music/Fontana Distribution.  The album features an impressive roster of guest musicians, including: Alison Krauss, Dwight Yoakam, Jerry Douglas, Sam Bush, Rob Ickes, Stuart Duncan, Byron House, Gary Burr and many more.

With this album, Shaw, a Montgomery, Alabama native, establishes himself as an authentic addition to the Bluegrass community. Born with a unique gift for music, a passion quickly recognized by his parents, he picked up his first guitar at the age of ten. From what his brothers remember, after Tommy’s introduction to the guitar; “We never saw him again...”, as he would stay in his room for hours practicing day and night. His tenacity and intrinsic passion for Bluegrass at an early age implies that this new release isn’t a casual endeavor, but a return to the music on which he was raised. Shaw wrote or co-wrote every song on the album in addition to playing acoustic guitar, dobro/resonator and mandolin.

A perennial part of the rock scene since the mid-70s as a member of STYX, Damn Yankees and Shaw/Blades, Bluegrass may at first seem like a stretch for Shaw, but his transition to Bluegrass is seamless.  Having been raised on the genre, Shaw has always been deeply enamored with Bluegrass’ ability to connect to the listener through storytelling. “These are story songs,” says Shaw, an Alabama Music Hall of Fame Inductee.  “I think songs that take you on a little journey are the best ones.”

This is the story of a Southern boy who made it “big,” but always held tight to his roots. “The Great Divide is a story of love and life; of happiness and hope; of loss and discovery,” says Shaw. “It’s the story of a journey that spans generations and is ultimately about trying to find your way home.  And I’m as proud of this story as any I’ve ever told.”

The legendary rocker proves to his listeners that although this may be his first Bluegrass venture, it certainly won’t be his last.

“The Great Divide” was produced by Tommy Shaw, Brad Davis and Will Evankovich.  It will be released on CD, vinyl and digital formats on March 22, 2011.