dios Malos

Hello, my minions. Ronnie James Dio here. I'd like to clear up the misconceptions that arose after I forced those California rapscallions dios to change their name to dios Malos in 2004. First and foremost — it's because there is only one Dio. Me. As I told classicrockrevisited.com, "My preference is to just go out and be great all the time." To do that, I can't take a chance that I'll be confused with any other band, especially one indebted to groups such as the Byrds, the Band or the Eagles. Those are classic rockers. I play metal. dios Malos? Sedate piano and rustic guitars. A bunch of hippies sitting around a campfire passing a bong. I, in contrast, am the dark lord of the power chords — ever seen my video for "Rock 'N Roll Children"? Misfit teenagers who yearn for metallic ecstasy are my people. I like science fiction — and hell, I was in a motherfucking Nintendo game. Do you think I like this dios Malos stuff? No. Perhaps you might, if your idea of a fun time involves drum circles. Or stoned afternoons spent staring at clouds. I need a little midnight in my life. Devil horns up!