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"FacebookPinterest\n\narnel pineda, who turns 41 this year, has been performing in bands since he was a teenager, and by now he has mastered virtually every kick-ass lead-singer move known to rock. He can launch his compact body off the drum riser and land without twisting an ankle. He plays excellent microphone-cord air guitar. He knows when to do the reach-out-and-touch with the fans in the front row and when to turn the microphone stand upside down and lift it above his head, as if calling down the lightning. He knows how to do these things because he is a professional lead singer and a good one, which means he is a virtuoso whose instrument is his own charisma. He is also adept at the parts of the lead-singer job that involve singing.\n\nUntil recently, the only place you could see Pineda doing any of this stuff was in Manila, where he and his band, the Zoo, appeared regularly at bars and nightclubs, or on the YouTube channel of an industrious Zoo fan named Noel Gomez, who has uploaded more than sixty video clips of the band performing live, usually on stages that resemble discarded sets from early-'90s late-night talk shows. It was thanks to those videos, in which Pineda sings the songs of Deep Purple, the Goo Goo Dolls, Heart, Stryper, Styx, Toto, Aerosmith, Bob Marley, the Red Hot Chili Peppers, Simple Minds, Bryan Adams, Men at Work, the Beatles, and REO Speedwagon, that he wound up here at the Planet Hollywood hotel in Las Vegas on a Saturday in early March, playing his first U.S. show as the new lead singer of the legendary '80s rock band Journey.\n\nIt's a little after 8 p.m., and we've reached the point in \"Any Way You Want It\" where lead guitarist Neal Schon, who cofounded Journey in 1973, plays a precise yet impassioned hairspray-torch of a solo. This is Pineda's cue to sidle up to Schon and make your-guitar-playing-is-rocking-me-so-hard faces at him, prompting Schon to make equally ridiculous not-as-hard-as-it's-rocking-me-my-brother faces back. It's the kind of thing singers in arena rock bands have been doing during the guitar break since arenas were invented, and usually it's only entertaining if you know, for example, that the guitarist and the lead singer actually hate each other. But when Pineda does it, it's more than a gesture. He has performed this song live many times before, but he's still getting used to performing it with the band that made it famous, so when he does the grooving-on-the-solo thing, he appears genuinely awed,1 not only by the force of Schon's rocking but by the fact that he, Arnel Pineda, is actually being rocked by Neal Schon. When he turns to the audience\u2014where fans have been waving the Philippine flag and their own homemade banners (arnel for president) in his general direction all night long\u2014the look on his face is equal parts glee and disbelief.\u00A0\n\n\"My life is a fairy tale,\" Pineda told me earlier. \"But I'm awake, and I'm dreaming it.\"\n\nif you're in a long-running classic-rock band and you find yourself without a lead singer, as Journey did last summer, you have several options, aside from retirement. The minute it's announced that you and your frontman have parted ways, aspirants to the position will begin sending you their CDs, whether or not you have asked for them.\n\nBut if you're Journey, at least a few of the innumerable bedroom karaoke-ists, tennis-racket axpersons, and car-dashboard drummers your music has inspired will have gone semipro, forming tribute bands that play your music in a Civil War\u2013reenactment kind of way, which means you've also got a vast pool of ready-on-day-one understudies from which to draw. When Judas Priest made their first album without original lead singer Rob Halford in 1996, they drafted Tim \"Ripper\" Owens, an Akron office-supply salesman who sang Halford's parts in a Priest tribute band; thanks to the 2001 film Rock Star, in which Mark Wahlberg played an Owens manqu\u00E9 named Chris \"Izzy\" Cole, this is probably the most famous example of a band calling a singer up from the farm team.\n\nIt's a major crossroads, this frontman decision. You can bet on the future by tapping a singer who may have his own thing happening, or you can reinvest in your legacy by recruiting a singer who's been practicing your stuff for years. But when Journey parted ways with frontman Jeff Scott Soto last summer, Neal Schon began to wonder if there was another way to go.\u00A0\n\nWhat you need to know here is that the lead-singer slot in Journey has always been a high-turnover position, somewhere between \"Mr. Pamela Anderson\" and \"drummer for Spinal Tap\" on the volatility scale. Soto was either the third, fourth, or fifth guy to have the job, depending on whether or not you count keyboardist Gregg Rolie (responsible for some of the vocals on the band's first three albums) or Neal Schon (ditto) or Robert Fleischman (who sang live with the band and cowrote \"Wheel in the Sky\" but never appeared on a studio album). But as far as Journey's fans are concerned, there is but one true Journey vocalist, and his name is Steve Perry. Before Perry, Journey were a chops-flaunting jazz-rock outfit whose first three albums had sold poorly; when Columbia Records threatened to drop the band, their manager, Herbie Herbert, prevailed upon them to hire Perry, who had a supple tenor, a gawky, earnest stage presence, and one of the worst haircuts in rock. Together, he and Journey began writing new songs that showcased two of these three qualities, and by the turn of the decade they'd become one of the biggest bands on earth.\n\nSometimes pop songs are poetry, and sometimes they're art, and sometimes they're poetry transformed into art and written in airbrush on acid-washed denim. During the Perry years, Journey sang about dreamers on the run, about summer nights, about the lonely road. They once rhymed \"walkin' a high wire\" with \"caught in a cross fire.\" They made videos so singularly ill-conceived\u2014like \"Separate Ways,\" which is clearly supposed to take place in the kind of gritty urban environment where one might find oneself caught in a cross fire while walking on a high wire but appears to have actually been filmed in the parking lot of an Ikea\u2014that they now resemble Flight of the Conchords skits. Pete Townshend once said, \"If you steer clear of quality, you're all right,\" but Journey played everything with an aerobic professionalism that suggested that quality was Job One. Most rock critics despised them; they were frequently lumped in with Styx and Foreigner and characterized as \"faceless,\" an allegation the members of Journey say they neither appreciated nor understood.\u00A0\u00A0\n\nThey were never cool, and they were never dangerous. Cool, dangerous bands advocated the use of drugs, or at least testified to their allure; Journey signed a then groundbreaking endorsement deal with Budweiser and once arrived at a St. Louis gig in a carriage pulled by the brewer's iconic team of Clydesdales. Cool, dangerous bands lured their fans to the dark side using satanic iconography; Journey tempted their fans into arcades to pump quarters into Bally Midway's Journey video game.2 Cool, dangerous bands made parents nervous; any kid who tried to rebel by cranking the soaring and saccharine sounds of Frontiers or Escape deserved to be laughed at through his or her bedroom door (and sat down by an elder sibling for a stern talking-to about the greatness of Black Sabbath).3\n\nBut for about a decade, they could basically do no wrong in the eyes of the record-buying public, who fell hard for future classic-rock radio staples like the shamelessly inspirational \"Don't Stop Believin',\" the shamelessly sentimental \"Faithfully,\" and the shamelessly self-explanatory \"Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin'.\" 4 Cool, dangerous bands are rarely accessible; Journey wanted to speak to as many people as possible. It didn't matter what kind of car you drove; if you'd ever wished it were a Trans Am, Journey were singing to you. Between 1978 and 1986, every record they made went platinum.\n\nIn 1984, Perry made a solo album, Street Talk, which spawned the hit singles \"Foolish Heart\" and \"Oh Sherrie\"; Schon says its success put a strain on Perry's relationship with the rest of the band. Perry returned to the Journey fold to make one more record, Raised on Radio, before taking an indefinite hiatus in 1987, citing vocal and emotional burnout. Journey didn't play together again until 1995. They made a comeback album, Trial by Fire, and scheduled a reunion tour; then Perry injured his hip on a hike in Hawaii. He needed to replace the hip in order to play live, but put off getting the surgery; Schon says the band waited until they couldn't wait anymore. The next time Journey toured, their singer was Brooklyn-born Steve Augeri. He took flak from hard-core fans for sounding too much like Steve Perry, and then he stepped aside, citing a chronic throat infection, and handed the mike to Jeff Scott Soto, who took flak for not sounding Perryish enough. A subtext was developing: Journey's fans felt that no one other than Steve Perry was fit to sing Journey songs in the shower, let alone onstage.\n\nIn conversation, the members of Journey jokingly refer to Steve Perry as \"He Who Cannot Be Named,\" like the evil wizard in the Harry Potter books. Later, I ask Schon about this, after reading an interview with their former manager in which it is alleged that Journey are somehow legally enjoined from speaking on the record about Perry.\n\n\"Oh, y'know,\" Schon says. \"There's no legal issue. We just try not to. I mean, I didn't  say anything inflammatory. I didn't talk about how he still gets paid like a motherfucker even though he shouldn't be. It's stuff like that I'm not allowed to talk about. He sorta just bitches and moans and whines about everything. And he just assumes that every time we bring up his name, that we're sayin' bad things.\"\n\nno one in journey was excited about auditioning new singers, and none of the tribute-band Steves they looked at seemed like the answer. \"I didn't think they had anything new to offer,\" Schon says, \"other than making us a nostalgia act, and I wasn't interested in that.\"\n\nInstead, Schon says, \"I sat in my house for a couple days, hoping the almighty Internet would bring some relief.\"\n\nHe trawled YouTube, looking at all the live footage of male rock vocalists he could find. \"You never know what you're getting on a CD,\" Schon says. \"It can be all doctored in Pro Tools. You never know if somebody can sing unless you're watching something live.\" He found a few singers with potential\u2014a couple of guys in England, doing \"a Justin Timberlake\u2013type thing.\" And then he stumbled on Noel Gomez's Zoo videos.\n\nThere are a few clips on YouTube of Pineda singing Journey songs like \"Faithfully.\" His Steve Perry is almost eerily flawless; he nails both Perry's girlish quaver and the grit and pacing Perry borrowed from soul singers like Sam Cooke, and the fact that you can occasionally hear his accent makes the rest of the performance that much more uncanny. But Schon insists that what grabbed him about Pineda was his range. He slam-dunked Survivor. He tore up Toto. He made something out of \"Makin' Love out of Nothing at All,\" and\u2014spoiler alert\u2014what he made out of it was love.\n\n\"The hair stood up on my arms,\" Schon says. \"I got up off the computer and told my girlfriend, 'No way\u2014this guy sounds too good. I don't believe it.' \"\n\nHe went for a motorcycle ride. Thus are important rock-star decisions made. When he got back, he watched the clips again. Then he started calling his band. \"I said, 'I found the singer,' \" Schon says. \"And they go, 'Where is he' And I'm like, 'He's in Manila!'\n\n\"And they go, 'Great\u2014so you found a singer who can't speak English.' \"\n\npineda's english is actually fine.\n\nRight now he is trying to save his voice for tomorrow's show, so he speaks softly, which makes him seem as if he's in a state of perpetual awe (and maybe he is).\n\nPineda may have the most Dickensian backstory in rock history. His mother died when he was 13; his father took Pineda's siblings to live with relatives, and Pineda struck out on his own. He collected scrap metal, bottles, and old newspapers, usually bringing home the equivalent of thirty cents a day. Sometimes he'd sleep at a friend's house; more often than not, he'd sleep in Manila's Luneta Park, alone or with a group of other homeless kids. They drank from a fountain there and bathed in it, too; most mornings, Pineda would wake up sick from the dew. (\"All clogged here,\" he says, pressing two fingers to his sinuses.)\n\nHis friend Monet Cajipe played guitar. Sometimes when Pineda wasn't working, he'd go over to Monet's house and they'd sing songs together. \"He would bring me to his family,\" Pineda says, \"and say, 'Come on, give some food to my friend,' because I was starving. They would make me sing, and then they would feed me. They would just bribe me with food.\"\n\nAt 15, Pineda tried out for a group called Ijos Band. He'd never sung with a real band before; during the audition, his voice was strong but his timing was weak. The bandleader saw something in him anyway, and when the other members of Ijos groused about having to split their nightly take with an extra man, one of the bandleader's friends came to the rescue, offering to pay Arnel's salary\u2014thirty-five pesos a night\u2014out of his own pocket. Perks of the job included a tiny room under the guitarist's front stairs, where Pineda could sleep.\n\nHe went on to cofound a band called Amo, which evolved into a band called New Age, featuring Cajipe on guitar. Like many Filipino bands, they played a mix of original material and covers of American and British rock and pop. While the U.S. occupation shaped Filipino musical culture during the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, the Philippines truly became a cover-band nation in the '60s, when the islands served as a way station for troops en route to or from the Vietnam War and every nightclub needed bands who could entertain American servicemen with Top 40 rock 'n' roll. To this day, Pineda says, \"if you only play original songs, [audiences in the Philippines] will not appreciate you 100 percent. They want to hear you singing other bands' songs that made it to number one. Like Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Journey.\"\n\nIn the early '90s, New Age relocated to Hong Kong, a time-honored path for -Filipino musicians seeking their fortune. It didn't go so well. Playing the same cover tunes every night began to drive Pineda crazy. He was bored, so he drank, took drugs, and generally pursued any and all forms of rock 'n' roll self-destruction available to a boy from Manila adrift on the Hong Kong bar circuit. Before long, he'd wrecked his voice. When he found he could no longer hit the high notes in Eric Clapton's \"Wonderful Tonight,\" he went to a doctor, who told him to retire. He was 27.\n\n\"He said, 'You're finished. Your vocal is just done,' \" Pineda says. \"I did not believe him. I told myself, I can get it back.\"\n\nHe returned to the Philippines, got straight, learned to sing again. He recorded a self-titled solo album in 2000; he and Cajipe started the Zoo. They recorded their first album, Zoology. For a man who'd been told he'd never sing again, it was a happy enough ending. Then, last summer, the phone rang.\n\nWhen Pineda went to get his visa, the guy who interviewed him at the embassy\u2014\"His name is Ben. I can't forget his name,\" Pineda says\u2014was a fan who'd seen him play with the Zoo a couple of times, so Pineda took a request, and everybody in the office looked up from their desks at the guy singing \"Wheel in the Sky.\"\n\nHe flew to San Francisco, spent a day jamming with the band at their rehearsal space. He hadn't slept much on the flight over, so his voice kept cracking, and he assumed he'd blown it, but he almost didn't care. He'd come to America and sung with a band he'd loved since he was 12 years old. He'd shot some home movies of them on his camcorder\u2014a YouTube-able epilogue to his crazy YouTube adventure. He was ready to settle for that. But that jam session led to a long day in the studio, where Pineda sang two new songs and four or five of the Dirty Dozen\u2014nailing most of them in one take\u2014and by the time it was over, he'd passed the audition.\n\n\"Arnel cared about getting it right,\" band member Jonathan Cain says. \"There wasn't this arrogance\u2014the Lead Singer Disease that so many guys have when they have fantastic voices.\"\n\nlet us consider the New Guy.\n\nIn life, the New Guy gets the office that was once a closet full of printer paper, or maybe still is; the New Guy is told about bogus traditions involving the New Guy picking up the lunch tab; the New Guy spends a lot of time wondering what's so funny.\n\nThe New Guy's phone rings, but it's not for him. He disappoints people just by picking it up. No, I'm sorry\u2014he's not here anymore. Is there something I can help you with \n\nIn rock, being the New Guy is the same, except harder. The jokes you don't know go back to some long, snowy between-concerts bus ride circa 1984. And you're trying to inhabit a stadium-sized myth, not a cubicle. You might win over a few late-to-the-party fans, but your presence alone will always be proof to some people that the band has outlived its awesomeness. A band with a New Guy on vocals is like a late-period Happy Days episode, one of the ones where nobody's left except Ted McGinley and a middle-aged Fonz who can barely zip the leather jacket. And because the only way for a band in this position to shake off the taint of the glue factory is to reunite with its original singer, the New Guy in a rock band is always a dead man rocking.\n\nTim Owens got seven years with Judas Priest before Rob Halford returned. Anyone not named David Lee Roth who agrees to sing for Van Halen is basically keeping the leather pants warm for Diamond Dave. And however comfortable Pineda's been made to feel during the past few months, he must know on some level that Steve Augeri and Jeff Soto once felt comfortable, too. Toward the end of our interview, as dusk bleaches the color from the desert outside the window, I ask him if he's thought about how long this is going to last.\n\n\"Well, of course,\" he says. \"Of course I did. I'm a very realistic person. I like to plan. I like to see the future. If I'm lucky, if I'm still strong, I want to be with them for the next three years. And if they still like me after that, I still want to be with them. And hopefully we will create new Journey music that people will love.\"\n\nAnd at some point, I suggest, you'll become essential. People will say Journey without Arnel, who wants that\n\n\"I just want to be a part of a band that will be able to reinvent themselves, you know\" Pineda says. \"And I think they will be able to help me build a future, with my family. They will help me financially. They can help me with that. Because all of us need a good future for our children, for our families.\"\n\nIt's true, we do. The members of Journey talk about Pineda like he's given them their youth back, the way thrice-married men talk about the young wives who've got them doing wheatgrass shots and yoga, listening to the Killers. It's never too late to feel like you're going to live forever. \"I think we're reborn, right now, with Arnel,\" Schon says.\n\nHe talks about the band's first show with Pineda in Chile, how Arnel was all over the stage, jumping around, surprising everyone, and making Schon\u2014who's playing a cordless guitar for the first time since the '80s\u2014feel the need to step his game up. \"I'm gonna be riding my bicycle a lot, and skating,\" he says, \"and getting myself in tip-top shape so I can keep up with this little guy.\"\n\nWhen Journey were off the road last year, during the gap between singers, it gave Schon time to get sober. When we talk, it's been nine months. \"I believe I was a functioning alcoholic,\" he says\u2014he'd stay straight for shows but kill a bottle of vodka on the tour bus afterward, and that went on for years. So this moment is also a rebirth for Schon; he's facing all of it straight for the first time. \"I feel like I have 100 percent of myself here,\" he says, \"and I'm really excited about getting out there and being completely in control.\"\n\nPineda's arrival lets them zero out the odometer. \"Had I known Arnel was around fifteen years ago,\" Schon says, \"singing even better than he is now\u2014Goddammit, I would have called him!\"\n\njourney may not want to be thought of as a nostalgia act. But they are clearly totally fine with being an act that benefits from nostalgia. When I ask Cain why people still care about Journey in 2008, his response is basically a definition of the term:\n\n\"It's music they grew up to,\" he says. \"Fell in love with. Had sex with. Got married to. Graduated from high school or college with. It's a moment frozen in time, and when they remember those moments, they remember those songs. Y'know, the '70s and '80s were awesome times. There was a lot less trouble in the world. And it's like people wanna go back to that simpler place and time. We see these housewives\u2014they used to come to our shows when they were teenagers, and now it's like The Big Chill. They come back, they get a room, and they come see Journey. And I see 'em in the bars and buy 'em a drink and talk to 'em. Or there'll be a daughter that's bringing her mom to a Journey show as a birthday present, because she didn't get to see us back then. And you're like, 'Oh my God\u2014I'm part of this.' \"\n\nHow Journey's fan base will respond to the band's new incarnation is another question. Journey's new album, Revelation, will be available in June, exclusively at Wal-Mart. In this regard, they're following in the footsteps of the Eagles, who've sold 2.9 million copies of their album Long Road out of Eden through the big-box retailer since last October.\n\nThe album package will consist of a CD featuring eleven new Journey songs with Pineda on vocals, a DVD of the Planet Hollywood show, and a third disc featuring Pineda-sung rerecordings of eleven Journey classics whose original iterations featured you-know-who. Depending on how you look at it, this rewrite of the band's history is either a huge vote of confidence for Pineda or the rock 'n' roll equivalent of trying to prove to yourself that you're over your ex-girlfriend by dating a woman who looks exactly like her. And it's a move guaranteed to piss off more than a few Journey fans\u2014even the album's producer, Kevin Shirley, compares it to \"roxing the Holy Grail.\"5 \u00A0\n\nI get a hint of the backlash that may be on the way when, a week or so before the Vegas show, I post a thread on the Journey message board at Melodicrock.com, an Internet forum for people with strong opinions about power balladry and Night Ranger side projects. I ask people to tell me their Journey stories; I ask people what they think of Pineda. I give out my e-mail address. Within minutes, my in-box fills up with e-mails\u2014angry, passionate e-mails.\n\nI hear from a few thick-and-thin super-fans, from plenty of reasonable people  ready to give Arnel a fair shake, and even a few early Pineda converts. But I also hear from people frustrated by the band's -inability to hold on to a lead singer and from people who resent the band for continuing on at all. But mostly, I hear from people who have not stopped believing in Steve Perry. They compare him to Elvis, John Lennon, Freddie Mercury, and God. They describe the post-Perry band as \"a second-class rendition of Journey.\" They send me all-caps e-mails\u2014Steve Perry really brings out the caps-lock in people\u2014that begin \"IT HAD BEEN BROUGHT TO MY ATTENTION THAT YOU ARE LOOKING TO WRIGHT AN ARTICLE ABOUT WHY JOURNEY IS NO LONGER JOURNEY BUT NOTHING MORE THEN A TRIBUTE BAND TO THE BEST SOFT ROCK BAND EVER.\" They send me photomosaics of Steve Perry created out of many, many tiny little pictures of Steve Perry.\n\n\"You want to know why the 'fascination' with Journey all of a sudden\" writes Thomas Cordea of Fort Wayne, Indiana. \"With the hiring of a blatant 'sound-alike' singer, the world is 're-awakening' to the fact that THEY MISS STEVE PERRY LIKE MAD.\u2026 That is the real 'hidden' storyline of your article, not this latest frontman hire.\"\n\nMaybe. But this latest frontman hire still seems like the first smart move Journey have made in years. They've got a guy who can sing the Perry material on tour. They're excited about making new music with him. And the fact that they discovered Pineda on YouTube has given them a ready-made PR hook. In a clicky, viral, cell-phone-delivered media moment where even the twice-weekly cult-of-the-amateur hour that is American Idol seems like a rusty piece of star-making machinery and Simon Cowell like a snooty gatekeeper, Journey\u2014Journey!\u2014seem like innovators, in touch with the forces shaping the culture. For a band prominently featured in people's memories of the Carter administration, this is pretty impressive.\n\nThis doesn't change the fact that they're Journey\u2014emblematic of the way '70s rock betrayed the '60s in the '80s, part of the problem that punk's loogie-hawking historical rebuke supposedly solved. The middleman-eliminating YouTube story line can't make them cool; neither can the existence of a Journey-branded \"Virtual Island\" in the online nerdiverse Second Life. But coolness accrues in unexpected ways; once-verboten things slip out of cultural jail under cover of irony.\n\nfive signs the journey revival is imminent or possibly already here, in descending order of cultural impact:\n\n1. David Chase uses \"Don't Stop Believin'\" in the last scene of the last episode of The Sopranos. It either is or isn't the last song Tony Soprano ever hears. (A week after the episode airs, Hillary and la famiglia Clinton parody this scene, right down to the onion rings, in a viral-video campaign ad.)\n\n2. Drolly doleful indie rockers\u2014Badly Drawn Boy, Of Montreal\u2014begin slipping ironic-but-maybe-sincere \"Don't Stop Believin'\" covers into their live sets. Kanye West does, too\u2014at the shows he played in Europe shortly after his mother's death, it often followed \"Hey Mama,\" the one he couldn't get through without crying.\n\n3. Literate classic-rock obsessive Craig Finn and his Brooklyn-via-Minnesota meta\u2013bar band, the Hold Steady, reference Journey in song: My name is Steve Perry, but people call me Circuit City.\u2026 My name's Neal Schon, but people call me Nina Simone.\n\n4. Petra Haden, formerly of the late, lamented three-girls-and-a-guy alt-rock band that dog., records an a cappella cover of \"Don't Stop Believin'.\" Haden: \"My favorite part is singing that guitar solo. I always end up laughing at the end. I shouldn't, because it's supposed to be so serious. But I always do.\"\n\n5. Some aspiring George Romero with access to a camcorder and a backyard uploads a no-budget horror short called \"Journey of the Dead\" to YouTube. Synopsis: \"Steve Perry (former lead singer of Journey) saves a Rock and Roll loving couple from an attack by Rock Star Drummer Zombies. After a violent and bloody battle with the zombies, Steve Perry emerges victorious (as always) and then finds himself engaged in a karate showdown with the ultimate evil lead singer mastermind, Freddie Mercury!\" Best quote: \"Hey, zombie-breath\u2014you picked the wrong day to not be dead! Now you're going to have to face Steve Perry!\"\n\ntapping somebody who can do Perry as well as Pineda can may indicate that the band want that uncomplicated approval they got from their audience during the Perry years, as opposed to the problematic tough love they're getting now. Or maybe Neal Schon\u2014who started Journey, spent years building an audience through tireless touring (traveling, in the early days, in four-door station wagons, rolling into the venue just in time to jump onstage and play\u2014who says Journey weren't punk) before having Perry foisted upon him in 1977 for reasons of commercial expediency, and has spent the post-Perry years being accused of sacrilege for daring to continue playing in the band he founded in the first place\u2014wants to prove that it is he and his bandmates who make it Journey.\u00A0\n\nBut when I ask Schon if he's at all tired of Journey being defined by Perry's presence or absence, he answers, \"Um, no. I think he contributed so much to the sound of the band. Those songs are gonna be embedded in everybody's heads and hearts forever.\"\n\nI get a slightly different take from Steve Perry, who calls from his home near San -Diego. Perry, who's finally started working on his first album of new material since leaving Journey, doesn't want to talk about the vocalists who've followed in his footsteps, Pineda included. \"I only know that they've been through three guys,\" he says, \"and I've never heard any of them. I stay away from it, because it's really none of my business now. We have children together, which are the songs we wrote, but that's about all.\"\n\nBut he will talk about what it was like when he joined a Journey already in progress in 1977, shedding a little light on what it might feel like to be Pineda now. \"You've got to remember, they didn't want to make it with a lead singer,\" he says. \"They wanted to make it without one.\"\n\nI ask him about the scene in VH1's Journey Behind the Music episode in which Perry declares that he \"never really felt like part of the band.\" Was that because Schon resented having to hire a frontman\n\n\"What that meant,\" Perry says, \"was that there was a period of time where I always felt that I had to prove myself. But along with that, you have to print that I can't blame them. It was [Neal's] band. Herbie Herbert built that band around Neal because he's a star on his own, from a guitar standpoint. There's nobody who plays like Neal Schon, to this day. I still miss his playing. We don't get along, but I love his playing.\n\n\"They wanted to make it on their own goalposts that they had in mind. There's nothing wrong with that. And I hope you print that, because it's important that people know that. I'm not bitchin'. I'm not whining. I completely understand how they felt and why.\"\n\nthe security people at the Planet Hollywood show\u2014even the women\u2014have the hired-muscle intimidation factor of pit bosses. For all I know, they are pit bosses. But at the end of the Planet Hollywood show, when Journey come back out to redo a couple of songs for the DVD\u2014\"We have to do one of the new ones again,\" Schon says cheerfully, \"because we fucked it up!\"6\u2014the crowd-control policy is relad and people are allowed to come down the floor-seat aisles and up to the stage to scream and clutch at Pineda, presumably because this will make the show look more exciting on-camera. Someone hands him up a tiny Philippine flag on a wooden stand, the kind a diplomat keeps on his desk, and he stares at it for what counts, in rock-show time, as a long moment, before handing it back.\n\nThe do-overs end the night with a sort of anticlimactic thud, but overall it's been a good show, particularly for Pineda. Almost half the crowd\u2014and this is an unscientific estimate based on what the nonwhite people looked like when I turned around\u2014appeared to be Filipino, and from the first note he sang, they were his. And while none of the new Journey songs will make anybody forget \"Don't Stop Believin'\"\u2014as always, the words \"Here's another one from the new album\" are the classic-rock-show audience's cue for a bathroom break\u2014some of them are pretty affecting.\n\nKevin Shirley described \"After All These Years\" to me as \"like 'Faithfully: Part 2'\u2014it's a gem,\" and it kind of is. Like \"Faithfully\" (Journey's greatest gift to wedding DJs), it's a soaring, soulful ballad, readable as both a pledge of eternal fealty and a love letter to the fans. But the \"all these years\" theme adds the weight of long-term commitment to the mix; a song like this is how you tell your audience you'd marry them all over again. And while it's not anywhere near as good as \"Faithfully,\" you can imagine it someday becoming part of the canon. Someday it will be performed by a singer in a smoky room\u2014some Hong Kong piano bar, maybe\u2014and traveling salesmen far from hearth and home will shed a tear or two, and maybe that's all that matters.\u00A0\n\nAfterward, there's a bottleneck in the lobby of the theater. As everyone shuffles slowly toward the doors that lead to the mezzanine above the casino, someone in the crowd starts singing the Nah nah, na nah nah / Na na na nah nah refrain from \"Lovin' Touchin' Squeezin',\" the last song of the night. (It's the one song in Journey's catalog where you can most clearly hear the Sam Cooke mannerisms in Steve Perry's delivery, and Pineda nailed it\u2014an Asian guy imitating a white Californian imitating a black guy from Chicago, on a stage in a Las Vegas hotel with \"Hollywood\" in the name. The mind reels.)\n\nThen, as if the air-conditioning has started pumping karaoke spores, other people join in and start singing Nah nah, na nah nah / Na na na nah nah, too. It only lasts for a few seconds, but those seconds are maybe the most sincere moment of community I've experienced at a rock show in a long, long time\u2014and they feel like proof that the Pineda-fronted version of Journey has succeeded in giving people the kind of life-affirming Journey experience they were looking for.\n\nLater there's a VIP meet-and-greet in a high-ceilinged Planet Hollywood banquet room. Trickling in like they've timed their entrances, the band pose for pictures and sign T-shirts, albums, ticket stubs. The energy is a little flat until Arnel appears, wearing a shiny long-sleeve T-shirt, his hair pulled back in a ponytail. People immediately crowd around him, waving digital cameras; somebody shouts, \"Move back, move back!\" He makes it to the other side of the room, still swarmed by fans\u2014many of them Filipino, many of them girls. I try to ask Arnel a couple of questions about the show, which yields a brief interview, reproduced here in its entirety:\n\nQ. How's it going, Arnel  A. Hey, man!\n\nThen someone else gets his attention and he's off, posing for another photo. Instead, I interview Patty Zaragoza, who's a flight attendant \"representing the Cathay Pacific cabin crew.\" She doesn't know much about Journey, but she's a fan of Pineda's\u2014she used to see him perform in Hong Kong, at a bar called Grammy's. She gives me a blue Cathay Pacific lanyard, in case the one that came with my Journey backstage pass ceases to function. I turn around to try to get another word or two with Pineda, but he's mobbed. The crowd swallows him. He is, at least for now, a rock star.\n\nthe day before the show, I ask Kevin Shirley if he feels Pineda has fully processed everything that's happened to him during the past few months.\n\n\"No,\" Shirley says. \"No, I don't think he has. I think the record needs to come out. I think he needs to go on tour. I think he still has a lot of fear about whether he can play this set every night. But he can. I feel very confident. But yeah\u2014once all that settles in, and maybe once he gets his first royalty check. In the meantime, it's like, 'Can you buy me a sandwich I'm the lead singer of Journey!' \"\n\nalex pappademas is a GQ staff writer."^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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