Hair I Go Again is an unbelievably entertaining documentary that will at various times make you laugh, make you cry, and trigger just about every emotion in between the two. It centers around two men of a “certain age,” Kyle Kruger and Steve McClure. Both were in a metal band named Tryxx (the name of which becomes sort of a running joke throughout the film) in Florida in the mid-to-late 80’s. Kruger and McClure get the bright idea of putting the band back together, as the well-worn cliché goes, for one last try at what they never achieved back then: A taste of what it would be like to be on the big stage at a major concert…rock stars for a night, if you will.
The documentary is brilliantly edited, with commentary from a veritable encyclopedia of hair-band stalwarts. The A-listers include Ron Keel, Lorraine Lewis, Jack Russell, Frank Bello, Frankie Banali, Jeff Pilson and Chip Z’Nuff, with too many others to list (anyone who’s a fan of 80’s hard rock/metal will recognize all the names as you watch the movie). As the movie rolls, one wonders how two unknowns managed to not only get access, but also to persuade so many notable musicians to appear on camera (a possible clue to the difficulty lies in the final line of the end credits: “Fuck Security”).
The first half of the documentary drags a little slow as Kruger and McClure go through past history. Anyone who was in a band back then will definitely relate, but after a while the stories of Tryxx and their songs, gigs and girls gets a little old (after all, they were no different than the hundreds of other metal bands slogging away in that era). However, midway through the pace definitely gets more interesting as we fast forward to the current day, with roadblock after roadblock thrown in our two protagonist’s path. Ron Keel establishes himself as a crucial player in Kruger and McClure’s effort, becoming a mentor to guide them through the process of songwriting and recording (in one memorable scene, as Kruger and McClure struggle to record their vocal and guitar parts, he blurts out “Come on, guys, this ain’t rock and roll fantasy camp”).
Without giving anything away, things get really, really bleak financially for the two. In the final portion of Hair I Go Again, what eventually transpires will make this a documentary that everyone—not just musicians—will find inspiring: To follow your dream, no matter how unrealistic or out of reach it seems; to ignore the doubters and naysayers, and to never, ever give up trying.