Sly Yellow Dome And The Enigma Live: Silver Dome

A review of a Sly Yellow Dome and the Enigma concert from Rolling Stoned magazine.

*** written by Vernon Fitch and posted to the Echoes newsgroup 1995 ***

© copyright 1995

Last night I set off to the Palace to experience a live performance of Sly Yellow Dome and the Enigma. Not only did I catch their show, but I was lucky enough to see them perform their classic piece, The Lost Side of My Brain, live in its entirety! (they hadn't played it for a while because they forgot how to play it).

The show began with their singer, Publius, standing on a dark stage, taking his pulse. Then he spoke. Then he breathed. Then, all of a sudden, he started running around the stage like a lunatic. At least it appeared he was running around the stage. Because after we thought he had finished, he actually began running around the stage (we had imagined the whole first sprint. Wow!) After all that running, he looked at his watch and breathed a bit more. Then he lay down and moaned for a while (I figured he was in a bit of agony from all that running around). At the end of his moaning he got up, took a big bag of coins and proceeded to throw them at the audience. The audience loved this. It was definitely their favorite song. A real gas.

The coin song was followed by the song Under Siege and Thinking How Escape Matters, and everybody got up and walked around a bit (while we were up we thought about hitting the porta johns, but the lines were too long). Publius then blinded the audience with a bunch of different colored spotlights, which was followed by him grabbing a newspaper, sitting down in a chair next to a lamp in a living room on the stage, reading the newspaper and then puking. (Boy, is he is a great showman!). He then ripped up the paper and started screaming at the audience, telling them how they were all f*%$#ing mad. (Everyone nodded in agreement). The show ended with a spectacular scene of Publius showing the audience the lost side of his brain by sticking his head in a spotlight and simulating a solar eclipse! Totally amazing!

In this reviewers opinion, this band has alot of potential if they would just rename their songs, change their music a bit and replace the members of the band with competent musicians. All in all, though, an enjoyable show. I give it one-and-a-half stars.

P.S. I tried to interview Publius after the show, but no one could seem to find him. He's very hard to track down.

It's a shame, really. There are so many questions I would liked to have asked him. Like what he thinks about the rumor that Matt Groening got the idea for Homer Simpson from the name of the band. Or what the true story is about their first U.S. tour, when Pat Boone tried to interview their guitarist, RKB. Did RKB really not answer Pat, or was it just that Pat wasn't tuned into RKB's telepathic frequency? I guess we may never know.

While waiting backstage for the interview, I did happen to wander into Publius' dressing room. On the table in the center of the room were three items. The first was a copy of the album Abbey Road by the Beatles. Circled on the cover in black magic marker was the license plate of a car that read 28IF, and the words Paul is Dead written across the top. Underneath the album was a copy of the National Enquirer from 1989 with a headline that read: Elvis Sighted at Supermarket! And finally, on the bottom of the pile was a 90s Rock magazine opened to a page with an article about Publius that included a doctored photo of the faces on Pink Floyd's Division Bell album enlarged to reveal a hidden message. At that very moment, I thought I caught a fleeting glimpse of Publius out of the corner of my eye. But, as I turned to look I realized that it was probably just a piece of dirt in my eye. But it really doesn't matter, does it?