"California Dreams": Sylvester 'Sly' Winkle
It takes quite a plethora of smoothing talking and manipulating in order to manage a band, especially the biggest teenage band in all of California. It was truly unfortunate that Sly had to take so much grief from the attention-hungry group members, but no one remembers all the positive things he did. When Jenny, the lead pianist and vocalist, quit, he jumped in to rescue the group by replacing her with an Asian foreign exchange student who had the pipes resembling those of Paula Abdul, pre-American Idol. Also, it was Sly's managerial intuition that made him realize the band needed a lead guitarist, so he scouted out Jake Sommers, a bad-ass biker with a knack for winning over the ladies with his breath taking solos. His slickness with the ladies and love for motorcycles made me realize that he definitely was somehow related to Jesse Katsopolis. Everyone looked at Sly like some kind of parasite, who sucked the lives out of every person he came in contact with, but without him, 'California Dreams' would just be another band featured on VH1's "Behind the Music."

He is the reason that the 'Dreams' sold out Paradise Cove (the equivalent to The Max in "Saved by the Bell") night after night. Sure the audience was made up of local town drunks and day workers looking for a place to grab a cerveza, but it was still a gig. If there was one person on the show to honor, Sly would be it. I don't think there is anyone else who could carry a group of lackluster, lip-sinking teeny boppers from a practice studio in a garage to the bright lights of a crappy surfer hangout. We salute you Sly Winkle, and truly miss your boyish charm.



Here's a quick rundown of what happened on 24 last night:
