Metal Injection had an article about this book over the summer and how the first 500 pre-orders would receive a signed copy by the band. Alas, I was not one of those 500 yearning souls, but nevertheless, I really enjoyed this read. Beyond expectations. (The signatures wouldn’t have really mattered to me anyway.)
Now, it should be known that I’ve never been much of a progressive metal fan, and while “progressive” has become a kind-of catch-all for anything that’s remotely cerebral, contextually layered, and doesn’t fit into an established sub-genre of metal, it certainly has its palette of phenomenal bands to which Fates Warning is one that’s been around for 40 years. I think most would agree it all goes back to Rush, with Pink Floyd, Deep Purple, Yes, and other 70s bands laying the groundwork. OK, so as a kid back in the 80s, I was solidly a power, thrash, and speed metal fan. But I had a first-period homeroom class one semester in high school, and there was a super-cute skater girl in the row in front of me always wearing headphones and listening to a Walkman, which I did likewise. Several weeks in a row I saw the same cassette case next to her, Queensrÿche’s Operation Mindcrime. I was too shy and socially inept to talk to her, but I went out and bought the album . . . and it BLEW MY MIND. To this day, I will consider it one of the best albums of all time. Apparently Queensrÿche was the then-modern incarnation of “progressive metal” and I now see why. Savatage and Fates Warning too carried the torch, and Dream Theater then mushroomed the genre in the 90s. I wasn’t aware of Fates Warning until the Chasing Time compilation came out in ’95 (I must have missed the vids on Headbanger’s Ball before, but the “grunge” fanaticism ruined that show too). I was older, more musically mature, open to new things after the Grunge Gold Rush became pop, and a young college kid studying fine art and art history after spending three years in the infantry. Chasing Time was, and remains, a beautiful collection of the band’s work up until that point. (While reading this book, I listened to their entire catalog again, rediscovering old favorites and traveling through new wonders where headphones certainly help one hear the complexity of the compositions and treasure them more deeply.) Just about all of these musicians are still making phenomenal music in many ways, and they are close friends throughout. This might be one of the hallmarks of the progressive metal scene writ large (minus Geoff Tate).
Wagner gives us a wonderful chronicling of the band through the decades, album by album, hearing the various musicians, producers, artists, and others through their own voices and perspectives. Its thoughtful and reflective, thought-provoking and humble. It also gives a nice overview of how the music industry has dramatically changed over the decades—for good and bad—and how we now all have access to just about anything ever recorded, which lends itself to exploration if one has the compulsion for such exploits. Being a professional musician is a hard life, for many varied reasons, and see why through Fates Warning. Overall, this was a nice distraction from my usual fare of books, and it encouraged me to be more distracted with similar finds.
I was listening to The Metal Show on Bandcamp, and the host (Brad Sanders) was interviewing singer/violinist Sarah Pendleton of The Otolith and SubRosa, and at one point she shares just how hard it is for musicians to make a living doing exactly what they are passionate about: making music that thrums through our souls. The free-for-all heydays of the late-90s with Napster and Limewire ruined many people’s relationship with music, and the value we placed upon it. (That Operation Mindcrime cassette probably cost me eight or nine hard-earned dollars in 1988, and I listened to it hundreds of times until the tape-deck finally ate it. This was during some of the darkest moments of my life and metal music almost exclusively helped me through them. Then I bought Operation Mindcrime on CD.) Now streaming services rule the wasteland and nobody but the pap-pop stars make anything close to a living from the royalties. Supporting the musicians you love directly, or though the record labels or via websites like Bandcamp, can definitely help keep musicians fed and pursuing their passions, to which we can all then enjoy more and more of. If you value it, you should reward the artists directly responsible for its creation.
Wagner hosts the Radical Research podcast too, so check it out. Metal for life. \m/