Yngwie Malmsteen & the Rising Hairdo
I love the airbrushed cheeks and the well placed guitar that give the illusion that Yngwie isn’t a pudgy bastard.
Nevertheless, I have a soft spot for the egotistical Paganini worshipper. Maybe it’s because of Yngwie’s scalloped fret Strat or the guy Blessed B and I used to know called Pusfoot who owned the Yngwie guitar but possessed none of the chops. Love him or hate him you’ve got to respect a guy with the physique of a couch potato who still has the sack to wear leather pants in public.
Here’s Yngwie rocking out with the New Japan Philharmonic Orchestra.
Enjoy
Surprised you didn’t choose Arpeggios From Hell – it’s the old vodka bag in full flight. And apart from Ace Frehley, one of the only straight guys in Miami rockin’ the leather pants.