“He said, ‘You know what? Today, he [David Kyle] put Geoff Tate’s picture right in front of me, and he pointed at it and said, “Layne, someday that’s going to be you.”’ Layne was all excited about that. That’s the thing that kills me about what happened to Layne. I had never seen anyone want anything so bad. But he was always smiling, always happy, always upbeat, and always just really super excited.” Byrd thinks this conversation happened at some point in 1987.
It is not known how Layne got started as a student of David Kyle’s and how he paid for it. Jim Elmer had never heard of Kyle, nor did he pay for Layne’s lessons. All this practice would pay off in the long term. Later on in his career, Layne was consistently described by producers and engineers who worked with him as very efficient during his recording sessions, often nailing his parts in one or two takes.
All four members were well prepared by the time they went into the studio, having spent months working on the songs and performing them live. The demo was recorded at London Bridge Studios, a place Layne would come to know well in the years ahead. During one session, Layne and Nick Pollock were hanging out in the lobby, talking about how dedicated they were to their craft, how they would become big rock stars. At one point, Layne looked Pollock in the eye and said, “You know what? I’m a star. It’s just nobody knows it yet.”
“He was very cocky, and he had that just cocksure rock thing down so well,” Pollock said. “He oozed it out of his pores.” At some point during this period, someone—presumably Layne himself—came up with the moniker “Layne the Legend.” According to Pollock, “He wasn’t too serious about it. It was more of a bravado thing that really caught on with people in and out of the band.”
For all Layne’s cockiness, an incident during one of his earliest studio experiences demonstrates his insecurity. According to Branom, Layne was getting ready to record vocals when he asked for time to “work out the bugs” in his voice. He had been out late drinking and partying the night before. Branom thought they had muted his microphone in the control room, but unfortunately for Layne, that wasn’t the case. “We could hear him working out his bugs in the chorus, and his voice was cracking and everything. We were just dying laughing,” Branom said.
Suspecting something was up, Layne kept asking, “Can you hear me?” which Branom and the others in the control room would deny. “We’re all just crying we’re laughing so hard,” Branom explained, and Layne had no idea why. This went on for about twenty minutes. By the time Layne figured it out, it was too late.
According to Branom, singers have to deal with the fact that the voice “is affected by anything—the food you eat, what kind of emotions are going through you, how healthy you are at that point, how much sleep you did or did not get, how much you drank the night before, what time you got up. So all those factors come into play when you’re sitting there, three hundred dollars an hour, you know—it’s kind of embarrassing.” Producers and engineers who worked with Layne later on described him as being very self-conscious about people being present or watching him as he worked on his vocals. Asked about this, Branom said, “We might have traumatized him from doing that.”
On June 4, 1986, Sleze threw a birthday party for Branom. Layne went to an erotic bakery in the University District neighborhood and bought him a cake in the anatomically correct shape of a woman, with breasts made of orange frosting.
Thad Byrd was a nineteen-year-old writer and director working on his first feature film, Father Rock, in May 1986. Byrd was looking for a band to appear in the movie and approached James Bergstrom, who told Byrd that Sleze was recording two songs for a demo. According to Byrd, Bergstrom’s sales pitch for why his band should appear in the movie was “‘We’re the biggest hair band in Seattle!’ but he’s saying it like, ‘Oh my God, I had to have them in my movie because they were the biggest hair band in Seattle. How could I even think of any other band?’” Byrd wrote Bergstrom a check for three hundred dollars, in exchange for which the band would appear in the movie and allow Byrd to use one of their songs. Byrd’s money went toward financing production of the demo.
In the summer of 1986, Layne and the recently graduated Nick Pollock had jobs at Lanks Industries, a factory based in Kirkland that made radiation-containment devices and equipment. In Pollock’s words, “It was hourly punch-a-clock. It was like a sweatshop type of deal. They had all kinds of people coming from a jail work-release type of deal, and people who just didn’t speak any English,” whom he suspected were illegal immigrants.
Working at Lanks was never meant to be a long-term job for Layne or Pollock. In the fall, Pollock was scheduled to start school at Cornish College of the Arts to double major in classical composition and guitar. Neither Pollock nor Layne took their jobs very seriously. “We would spend our time on lunch breaks going out and pounding down a twelve-pack of beer. We were smoking pot. It wasn’t the most responsible thing.
“If we didn’t get fired from the damn place, we certainly quit.”
Layne had gotten his job through future Sleze bassist Morgen Gallagher. According to Gallagher, Layne took acid on the job every day for about six weeks, until he ran out.
Ken Elmer was approached to be part of a horn section for the song “Lip Lock Rock.” Bergstrom told him, “We’ve got this song. It’s kind of a glam rock song, so we want to do this little trumpet and thing at the end to kind of take the song out, and we want you to do a saxophone thing—something crazy and wild.”
Elmer, an all-state saxophonist, agreed and brought along three trumpet players to London Bridge Studios to record their parts. When they arrived, Bergstrom pulled Elmer aside.
“It’s really a privilege to be on a rock and roll album,” he said.
“Huh?” Elmer didn’t get what he was hinting at.
“We gotta pay for time.”
Elmer paid Bergstrom eighty dollars out of his own pocket to play on the demo. “I don’t know how he ever talked me into that one,” he said, laughing. “I really should develop a backbone in my life sometime.”
The horn section would reunite for a show at the University of Washington’s Kane Hall, where, for the first and only time, they would perform their parts live with the band. They arrived on campus early to set up. Someone found a driver’s license with a photo that looked like Elmer, so they took it to a store and had Elmer buy beer, since everyone was underage. Elmer didn’t drink, but he said the trumpet players got “a little bit wasted.”
“I remember [one trumpet player] came out in his underwear for the trumpet part, with a beer bottle in his underwear. We came out, and he just did that song, and it was toward the end of the thing. It was really neat, but they were getting some notoriety. They are playing this thousand-seat auditorium and actually sound pretty freaking good.”
In August 1986, Sleze and Branom finished recording tracks for the demo. Not long after this, the living situation and working relationship with bassist Mike Mitchell was beginning to deteriorate. Mitchell, then in his midtwenties and a few years older than his bandmates, lived in an apartment that was part of a triplex-style house in the University District with his on-again, off-again girlfriend, Lisa Ahern Rammell, who went by the nickname Leigh in those days. At some point while Mike and Leigh were broken up, Layne had moved into a closet in Mitchell’s apartment, because when the couple got back together, Layne was living there. The closet was big enough for a single bed and had a chest of drawers and its own window.