George Lynch came to the Masquerade with The Lynch Mob and I just couldn’t stay away. It was fucking George ‘Mr. Scary’ Lynch man. -George has the looks. George has the body-he has always been one sexy mother fucker, and George plays a mean ass guitar. -Don’t get me wrong, I like the Lynch Mob. I like the music, but for me and everybody else that was there the show was all about George Lynch. You might ask yourself, why do I like George Lynch so much? Well, he is a September 28th Libra and I LOVE all Libras, especially the guitar players-but look at his history. George was born September 28th, 1954 in Spokane Washington. He was raised in California. He started playing guitar as a teenager. His influences are Jimi Hendrix, Leslie West, Jeff Beck (a personal favorite of mine), and Allan Holdsworth. In the seventies, he was in Seargeant Rocks, Xciter, and the Boyz. When he was in the Boyz, he met Mick Brown and Don Dokken and the fucking supergroup DOKKEN was formed. -I can relate to all the problems he has with Don. Once you piss off a Libra, you piss off a Libra for LIFE. We are beautiful people, but just don’t piss us off. Give us what we want, and acknowledge the fact that we are perfect, beautiful, and extremely talented and we will get along just fine. Piss us off and we will never forget, be prepared for a life of torture. -Dokken has the voice, but I feel the power and elegance that Lynch brought to the group on guitar was largely fucking overlooked, so he topped some polls. Lynch deserved more, a whole lot more. He should have been a guitar superhero GOD and still should be. -I love his fucking guitars. Out of everybody I have ever seen live, Lynch has the fucking coolest looking guitars. -Lynch’s playing style is unique and fucking soulful. It is power, grace, and showmanship. His riffs are an extension of his heart and he bleeds his soul out onstage. -I would love to see him go on an extended solo tour. I would love to see him take the microphone and see if he can sing. He did great background howls on Wicked Underground with Jeff Pilson. -I can relate to George’s luck too. Kelly Keeling, his singer for this particular tour, was hired by Foreigner. George gets them, trains them, and off they go-maybe he should charge people to work for The Lynch Mob rather than the other way around. -George Lynch is a dark musician. His music is emotional and full of danger. That fucking rawness appeals to me and everybody else that loves Lynch. -I would love to see Lynch do some producing too. I would NEVER tell George who to produce, but there are several people that could use his help. -Lynch is a guitar player that the young guys can look up to. Through it all, he has kept his style brilliant. He has never sold out, and he has always said exactly what is on his mind. -But back to the show, George was fucking brilliant and I love him. Go see him. You will love him too.
Taken from georgelynch.com
Thoughts on Dimebag
I remember the first time I met dime was back in the mid 80”s.
Pantera played with Dokken a lot in Texas. There was a chain of hard rock venues called Cardi’s and we would frequently share the stage with Pantera. This was without Phil and they were more of a hair band and Dime wasn’t called “Dime” yet and his playing was more in the VH vein.
I remember him and his band standing right at the front of the stage during our set and rocking out. He was just a skinny kid back then. He went on after us and just tore it up. I knew he was a special player that night. We talked a lot about gear. I remember he really liked the Randall RG-100’s I was using and planned on checking them out.
I’ve run into him a few other times over the years. Lynch Mob did some dates with them in the early 90s and we partied pretty hard. I remember thinking how can he drink this much and still play his ass off like he does.
I saw Dime and Vinnie at the NAMM show last year in Anaheim and they invited my daughter Mariah and I into their limo to listen to their new project, Damageplan. That blew us me away.
I guess there was a lot of bad blood between Phil and the brothers. I wonder if there was any connection between what happened to Dime and that running feud?
Dimebag’s playing was imaginative, soulful and technical. His music was brutal and unrelenting as was the manner in which he died. There’s no use in trying to make sense of the tragedy, just appreciate what he gave us in his life.
Events like this make me long for the good old days when our rock stars just OD’d and slipped away quietly into oblivion.