Yngwie Malmsteen graces the October cover of Guitar Player. Yes, that Yngwie — of the sweeping arpeggios and unbuttoned baroque shirts. That Yngwie, who wields such phenomenal technique, and such a phenomenally bad reputation for being a colossal ass. I’m not sure what compelled me to read the interview — perhaps morbid curiosity, or perhaps fond memories of listening to his neo-classical Concerto Suite album during my high school shred phase. In any case, I’m glad I did, because it seems Mr. Malmsteen has undergone a personal and professional transformation worth noting.