I’d just been going through the motions with my band Dead Serios for the last several years. We were no longer the cutting edge young kids that we once were in our award-winning glory days. The young rockers coming up on the East Coast scene clearly had no connection to guys in their 30s and our once diehard teenage followers were primarily now all married or divorced — with kids of their own, mortgages and understandably, little interest in the local rock and roll scene. I hoped that our new guitarist could provide the spark needed to re-ignite the band and keep us moving forward. We loaded our gear into our van on New Year’s Day 1997 and traveled from Melbourne, Florida to producer Jim DeVito’s recording studio, 90 miles north in St. Augustine, to begin working on what ultimately would be our last record.
|Stan Lynch with Jim DeVito.|
Recalling his days with Tom Petty, he admitted that in the beginning they were great. However, according to Stan, while in the studio during his last days with the band, egos had gotten totally out of control. Stan claimed that by this point nobody was allowed to speak directly to Petty any longer. In fact, all communications with the legendary frontman while in the studio had to be done via handwritten notes.
One morning, Stan became a bit ramped up as he described to me his recent influx of band requests for him either to produce or manage them.
Although Dead Serios was not fortunate to move forward with Stan in any long-term professional capacity, I appreciated his guidance, encouragement, spirited commentary and uniquely personal (and private) stories.