Steve Howe - Blog Posts

we need to sexualise his receding hairline though

Asians of the Lost Chord!, magazine clippings promotion for Asia's "Don't Cry" (1983) single – (x) Photos taken by Steve Rapport and Terry Lott

NARRATOR: John "Plucker" Wetton (base metal expert and posessor of nomadic bank balance). Dr. Steve "Clapper" Howe (renowned ear, no's, and Yes specialist). Capt. Carl "Skinner" Palmer (former officer in the crack Boy Scouts para-diddle corps, now a hardened drum revolutionary), and the mysterious Geoff "Bugler" Downes (an eccentric, defrocked member of the Buggles set and an avowed follower of St. Richard The Wakeman, appearing here in used tablecloth and hankie due to last-minute budget cuts). NARRATOR: The story so far... NARRATOR: Our four adventurers, each well-practised in the excavation of ancient musical forms, have been brough together in Egypt (just south of Twickenham) by the discovery of a long-lost map scrawled on the back of a deleted Gryphon album. The map outlines four different routes to the all-powerful Geffen talisman, housed in the Temple of the Progs, a magical "all areas" pass (laminated, of course!) that bestows the power of everlasting solos on its possessor. NARRATOR: Three of the four routes are false, leading only to the certain doom and solo projects. No-one knows which is the platinum path. The four decide that each should take a different direction, agreeing to settle it in the traditional manner. Now read on… WETTON: Snap!! NARRATOR: A bewildered "Bugler", having drawn the bucket-and-spade route, encounters the sinister, Suterian Rock Goddess (no relation), who unbeknownst to him is actually the guardian of the Geffen, intent on bringing confusion and death (in that order) to all who embark on false paths. NARRATOR: And then there were three… DOWNES: Gasp! (last) NARRATOR: Potty Palmer races through the jungle, swinging from tree to tree, until he plops into a swamp, especially imported from Castle Donington. He seems a "gonner" but, never one to give up any solo spot easily, he responds to the applause of a passing chimpanzee and clambers clear. On to the temple… SPLONK! PALMER: ELP! NARRATOR: Stealthily entering the inner sanctum, "Skinner" wonders what a discarded Cecil Mille De B-movie set is doing this far up-creek. A vat of liquid gold catches his eye and, whilst foolishly peering in to look for the remains of Keith Emerson, he goes for an "early bath" courtesy of the lurking Rock Goddess. And it isn't even Friday night! Gosh! Coming up, one golden turkey. SPLISH! NARRATOR: And then there were two… NARRATOR: The Hon "Plucker" Wetton steers a path through the seedier parts of the city, where he trades in his camel for a concubine (o.n.o). Panicking at the though that she might, in fact, be Mick Box in drag, he removes her veil and is so overwhelmed with relief at what he sees that he dies a long and tedious death. Ho hum… NARRATOR: And then there was one… WETTON: Groannn... NARRATOR: Clambering along the treacherous moutain path, "Clapper" slips close to the edge, but is plucked to safety by a helping hand – no, it isn't Kevin Riddles! Yes, he's the lucky one to find favour with the Goddess (we hope you're all taking this seriously), claiming the talisman and its interminable gift (cue a mass exodus of all remaining inhabitants of Asia). NARRATOR: The sole survivor... HOWE: Oh joy!

i hope the next trans guy epidemic is becoming virtuoso pedal steel guitar players

I'm not afraid of saying it. I want him. He is my senile princess and I love him and he is the (second) prettiest girl in the world I don't care

HE GOT HOTTER

When he gets older he keeps getting hawter😳😳😳🥺🥺🥺 no one wants to admit it when is obviously the truth😈😈😈 IF YOU DONT AGREE HES STILL HAWT YOU ARE A STEVE HOWEE HATER🥺🥺🥺🥵🥵🥵🫱🫱🫱🫱

falls asleep in bed sobbing cuddling my guitar cause i love music so fucking much

Happy birthday, Steve!

post this steeb

While Chris Squire's (short) attention span is well-known to the world I feel like we rarely acknowledge Steve Howe's.

Bill Bruford jumping off the window into an empty pool. Yet another prog artist comitting a pool crime in America.

Steve Howe in "Yours is No Disgrace", poorly pieced together by yours truly.

Fremont St & Casino Center, facing west, February 1983

Jack Mitchell/Getty Images

Parallels, Studio Sessions.

Boys performing a ritual for "Awaken" [FOUND FOOTAGE]

Steve, Chris and Alan with their melodihorns. Rick having a ton of fun (before Steve gets sick of it)

My two girlfriends.

And yes, they smoke weed.

made by me

help

In my restless dreams, I see that thing… (Steve Howe's photorealistic mask in whatever this is)

Steve Howe performing with Yes, Close to the Edge tour (?)

a few clippings of Yes from a Japanese magazine.

photos by Frederic Golchan in 1974.

huggies :}

and as a bonus, steve celebrating his hug from jon

Steve and Chris smoking a joint

I forgot where I saved this photo from, but I thought it was interesting :)

Thank you for mentioning the leotard rant. 2024 Howe would never be able to receive criticism so calmly.

Final [3/3]

1991: The Union tour at Shoreline Amphitheatre in Mountain View, California. [Source: Tim Mosenfelder/Getty]

1994: Me, Martin Taylor and the Batmobile.

1996: With jazz legend Tal Farlow.

2000: Bigger is better in Argentina. [Source: Dave Wilkerson]

2002: A jam with Elvis Presley’s guitarist Scotty Moore.

2012: When two guitars are better than one on the Fly From Here tour.

2017: On stage with Yes and Rush’s Geddy Lee on bass at the 32nd Annual Rock & Roll Hall Of Fame Induction Ceremony at Barclays Center in New York City. [Source: Jamie McCarthy/WireImage]

2019: Live at the Jazz Cafe. [Source: Colin Hart]

2020: Three generations of the Howe family. Dylan, Georgia, Cal, me, Jan, Zuni, Steph and Diego.

All the photos from Steve Howe's biography. Some of them are common knowledge, but I like his commentary.

Long post, so I'll add them under the cut [1/3]

1951: Aged 4 in the middle between Mum, Philip, Dad and Stella.

1952: Aged 5. || 1956: The obligatory school photo aged 9.

1967: Keeping warm with my Tomorrow bandmates. Junior Wood, Twink, me and Keith West.

1970: A garden writing and rehearsal session for The Yes Album in Devon.

1971: Me, Tony Kaye, Chris Squire, Jon Anderson and Bill Bruford. [Source: Barrie Wentzell]

1971: The Yes Album tour. My first tour with the band. [Source: Barrie Wentzell]

1972: Sharing the mic with Jon Anderson on the Close To The Edge tour at Gaelic Park, New York City.

1977: Hanging out in London with Les Paul, the legendary guitarist, songwriter, luthier, and pioneer of solid-body electric guitar.

1978: Yes live at Madison Square Garden on the Tormato tour. [Source: Michael Putland/Getty]

Continued [2/3]

1978: Howe HQ. My home studio.

Early 1980s: I dread to think how much I’ve spent on strings over the years! [Source: Victor Watts/Alamy]

1980: On a shoot with Yes. Alan, Geoff, Chris, Trevor and me. [Source: Michael Putland/Getty]

1982: On stage with Asia at the Palladium in New York City. John, Carl, Geoff and me. [Source: Ebet Roberts/Getty]

1985: A break from recording GTR, our self-titled debut album at the Townhouse in London. Jonathan Mover, me, Max Baco, Steve Hackett and Phil Spalding.

1986: Putting the Stepp DG1 Guitar Synth through its paces. [Source: Steve Back/ANL/Shutterstock]

1986: Jamming with Steve Hackett at the National Association of Music Manufacturers Convention in Chicago. [Source: Paul Natkin/Getty]

1986: At Hank Marvin’s Fender presentation with Hal Lindes, Dan Smith, Bill Schultz, Jeff Beck, David Gilmour, Stuart Adamson, Eric Clapton, Hank Marvin, yours truly and Richard Thompson.

1989: Promo shot for Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe. [Source: Michael Putland/Getty]

1991: The Yes men. Chris, Tony, Rick, Alan, Jon, Trevor, Bill and me backstage at Wembley Arena on the Union tour. [Source: Ian Dickson/Redferns]

All the photos from Steve Howe's biography. Some of them are common knowledge, but I like his commentary.

Long post, so I'll add them under the cut [1/3]

1951: Aged 4 in the middle between Mum, Philip, Dad and Stella.

1952: Aged 5. || 1956: The obligatory school photo aged 9.

1967: Keeping warm with my Tomorrow bandmates. Junior Wood, Twink, me and Keith West.

1970: A garden writing and rehearsal session for The Yes Album in Devon.

1971: Me, Tony Kaye, Chris Squire, Jon Anderson and Bill Bruford. [Source: Barrie Wentzell]

1971: The Yes Album tour. My first tour with the band. [Source: Barrie Wentzell]

1972: Sharing the mic with Jon Anderson on the Close To The Edge tour at Gaelic Park, New York City.

1977: Hanging out in London with Les Paul, the legendary guitarist, songwriter, luthier, and pioneer of solid-body electric guitar.

1978: Yes live at Madison Square Garden on the Tormato tour. [Source: Michael Putland/Getty]

All the photos from Steve Howe's biography. Some of them are common knowledge, but I like his commentary.

Long post, so I'll add them under the cut [1/3]

1951: Aged 4 in the middle between Mum, Philip, Dad and Stella.

1952: Aged 5. || 1956: The obligatory school photo aged 9.

1967: Keeping warm with my Tomorrow bandmates. Junior Wood, Twink, me and Keith West.

1970: A garden writing and rehearsal session for The Yes Album in Devon.

1971: Me, Tony Kaye, Chris Squire, Jon Anderson and Bill Bruford. [Source: Barrie Wentzell]

1971: The Yes Album tour. My first tour with the band. [Source: Barrie Wentzell]

1972: Sharing the mic with Jon Anderson on the Close To The Edge tour at Gaelic Park, New York City.

1977: Hanging out in London with Les Paul, the legendary guitarist, songwriter, luthier, and pioneer of solid-body electric guitar.

1978: Yes live at Madison Square Garden on the Tormato tour. [Source: Michael Putland/Getty]

STEVE HOWE FANS, REJOICE:

Finally the Muppet photo is in better quality. It's in his biography, along with many others. I'm trying to find a way to post them with minimal quality loss.

STEVE HOWE: “In Abbey Road's Studio 3 recording 'Double Rondo' and Vivaldi's 2nd movement Lute concerto for The Steve Howe Album.”

Source: Miki Slingsby (1979)