it was some time in 1994 when i first heard about steve vai. his name was used in the same sentence as “frank zappa“, followed by nouns like “virtuoso” and adjectives like “unconventional”. i just had to check him out. i bought “passion & warfare“, which was a good introduction to his music. (i would have not been ready to digest the denser material then available: the zappaesque “flex-able” and the peculiar “sex & religion“). from the cover, to the music, to the insert notes, everything about that album fascinated me. i was hooked.
steve’s music colors my life. i consider him the musical version of byron, for his ability to dissect the human soul and reveal its very core. his music has been the backdrop for hookups and breakups; it has inspired me; it has carried me through difficult runs.
i’d been toying with the idea for a while, and a couple of weeks ago i finally consummated it: i found a partner in crime 🙂 and we both went to a tattoo shop and got inked. ha! i now carry the “vai” symbol under the skin on my left arm. sweet!