I love Yngwie’s playing. Always have. He was a huge inspiration to me during my first years as a guitarist, and today he is one of the handful of players whom I still enjoy listening to. In recent years it’s become fashionable to bash him, and I can kind of understand why because he makes himself such an easy target. But when the dude is on, he is on. He also earned some major brownie points with me when “rose above it” in Tufnel-esque fashion by calling his album “Unleash the (fockin) Fury.” That still makes me giggle.
In the 80s, Yngwie single-handedly redefined heavy rock guitar. But unlike other revolutionary players like Jimi Hendrix and Eddie Van Halen, he’s hardly a household name. He’s certainly
notorious well-known among heavy rock and metal guitarists, but let’s put it this way: even my dear old Granny knows who Jimi Hendrix is, but she’s never heard of Yngwie.
When my BF and I were goofing around the other day we came up with the idea for these shirts…and, well, I just couldn’t help myself — I had to share the giggles with you:
I’m probably gonna regret this, but WTF. It’s usually better to apologize than to ask permission…
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