Part
I
First, I can honestly say, that without
my father, who passed away in a car accident
while I was recording the new Darkstar
CD in Germany last winter ('98) Psychotic Waltz would probably have
never existed.
It was when I was a kid, I saw him play
an electric guitar and it gave me goosebumps, my dad was rockin'!!!
From that moment on I was in love with the instrument. He
and my mom were very supportive of me learning to play, getting lessons,
and buying me my 1st equipment.
In 1982 we moved to a new city, where I met
Buddy at my new
high school. We got along really well, both played guitar, and
loved heavy music. We formed a high school band for a short time with
some friends, but it never really came together. He moved away
to another city, but we kept in touch. He gave me the number
of a local guitar teacher who was really good, as I still really sucked.
That guy turned out to be Craig Goldy, who later went on to play
for Ronnie James Dio, 2 truly amazing and gifted individuals. That
was in 9th grade.
The next year I was introduced to
Norm Leggio. An amazing drummer from the next town over, El Cajon. We
jammed for about a year, doing all the classic metal cover tunes...Paranoid,
Lights out In London, Crazy Train, Green Manalishi, Diamonds & Rust,
Are You Ready To Rock... Never really thought of writing our own
stuff, that was 10th grade.
Next year we stopped jamming, it just got old,
and we went seperate ways. I was now introduced to a kid in my school
who was supposed to be really good. Turns out he had heard
the same thing about me!! His name was Brian
McAlpin. We began a very intense friendship that lasts
to this day. Our styles just seemed to mesh really well, and we got
along great.
Tragically, he was in a car accident and
broke his back in 1984. That was in 11th grade. I'd bring guitars
to the hospital and we'd jam into the we hours of the morning. We
started writing songs there... about silly things, like squishing flies
in the room, life as a piece of dog shit...but we also made some dark
eerie stuff. You can hear some of it on the "Live& Archive's"
cd.
When he got out of the hospital, I suggested
that we jam with Norm, I knew it would work. It took a while,
but Norm finally agreed. He had also met a killer bass player
at his school named Ward
Evans. As soon as we jammed, we new we had the best metal band in
San Diego!! Now we were able to pull off way harder cover
tunes, like Queen of the Ryche, Fast As a Shark, Hellion/ Electric Eye,
The Trooper,...but we had no singer.
Again, Norm came through
with a friend of his named Mike Hall. A really cool guy, and he had
a P.A.!!...he was in. It wasn't long before we realized he wasn't
what we wanted, then I suggested my friend Buddy, he was now starting
to sing, was pretty good too! So I brought him to band practice one
night, and it was like a 2 ton heavy thing
falling on all our heads!! It was a done deal, the band was
solid. And at Brian's suggestion, we named ourselves "Aslan",
after a charactor in the novel "The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe",
by C.S. Lewis.
Somewhere in there we had also began writing
some original stuff too, it was actually this 4 track tape that inspired
Buddy to join the band, the song he loved the most???..."Spiral
Tower"!
We gathered a rather intense local following very
quickly, as there weren't many bands back then, and most of the existing
ones kinda sucked, there were a few though that were good.
With our money from local shows and T-shirts
that we made, we were able to go into a real studio, and record our
1st demo tape. Three songs, with side 2 haveing some
of me & Brian's dark 4 track bedroom recordings. We
started to get local radio play, and an ever-growing following in our
hometown. Things were lookin' good!
I forgot to mention, that this
whole time, my best friend since 3rd grade, Mike
Clift, had been doing all the art work for us. Shirts, flyers,
demo cover, stage props... he really loved us, we're still best friends.
Around this time this is what
we looked like...
Dan - Ward - Brain - Buddy - Norm
Promo shot from a calendar of local bands, 1986
( just look at all that hair! )
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