When Gentle Giant recorded In a Glass House in 1973, the band was in crisis. Founding member Phil Shulman had just left, reducing the band from a six-piece to five, and the remaining members were far from certain they would carry on at all. The album was written and recorded in roughly four weeks, with an American tour looming and no time to second-guess anything.
“It was a transitional period,” Derek Shulman told Rodrigo Altaf. “What was released was, I think, great music, but not finished the way that we would love to have finished it.”
That unfinished quality haunted the record for decades. A new remix — made possible despite the absence of the original multitracks — has given the album the treatment the band always wanted it to have, and for Shulman, the effect has been genuinely transformative. “It changed for me from an album that was very difficult to listen to, to become my favorite album.”
The darkness in In a Glass House was circumstantial rather than deliberate. Shulman stepped into the frontman role fully for the first time and took on the bulk of the lyric writing. The loss of his brother Phil compressed whatever the band was into something leaner and more brittle. “The album was dark and brittle-sounding because of the situation, both emotionally and probably because I had to embrace being the front man completely,” he said. “It streamlined the band, actually. And I think that’s what In a Glass House was.”
What made Gentle Giant distinct across their entire catalog, and what In a Glass House exemplifies, is a resistance to self-indulgence that other progressive bands of the era struggled to maintain. Shulman credits a short attention span as much as any artistic philosophy.
“We probably had ADD,” he said. “Periods of things where other bands would have three or four minutes or five minutes trying to do something — after four or eight bars of something, we probably got bored with it. We had a very low boredom threshold.” Rather than cutting those passages entirely, the band kept the themes and compressed them. It became, Shulman argued, something unique to Gentle Giant: the structural complexity of progressive rock without the tendency toward navel-gazing.
The band’s isolation from the London scene helped. Based in Portsmouth on the south coast of England, they had no particular interest in what other bands were doing and no awareness of being part of any movement. “There was no such thing as prog back in the day,” Shulman said. “We just did our own thing. We didn’t know what was going on. We didn’t care. We just did what we did for the love of music.”
He also pushed back on the idea that Gentle Giant was ever a solemn proposition. Other bands of their era wanted to be treated with the reverence of an orchestra. Gentle Giant wanted the audience to smile. “We had fun playing our music. We had fun playing together. We wanted the audience to enjoy being part of the experience. So that was being self-indulgent — we indulged in having fun.”
The band played stadiums in Europe and Canada — 30,000 people at the Autostade in Montreal, shows at Maple Leaf Gardens in Toronto — even if American commercial success stayed out of reach. That reality, Shulman said, generated no real frustration. “The most important thing for us was that we were able to play in front of people who enjoyed what we did. And that gave us a great deal of pleasure.”
Gentle Giant disbanded in 1980, and Shulman has turned down reunion offers ever since. The reasoning is simple and stated without nostalgia: “To become a parody of yourself, of when you were younger, would be bad for us,” he said. “Getting into size 30 waist when you’re actually 36 now, putting spandex on when you look like an older guy — it doesn’t work for me, anyway. When we stopped, that was the end of that chapter, and it was a wonderful chapter.”

The chapter that followed took him somewhere few musicians go: straight across to the other side of the music industry. A friend in New York called with an offer to join a new label division. Shulman‘s first instinct was to decline. “You’re becoming Darth Vader from being Luke Skywalker,” he told his friend. He took the meeting anyway, got offered the job, consulted his wife, and moved from Los Angeles to New York.
What he brought to the executive role was something most label heads lack: genuine road experience. “No artist could say to me that you don’t know what it’s like to sleep in a van,” he said. “Because I did know what it was like, having been 14 years on the road.”
The signing that surprises people most is Pantera. On paper, a former Gentle Giant vocalist running a major label division signing a Texas groove metal band makes no obvious sense. Shulman heard no contradiction in it.
The process started with a videotape that Pantera‘s attorney showed him. He thought there was something there, but he went to see them in person before making any decision. That meant flying to Arlington, Texas, to watch them play a club with 50 or 70 people in it. He was the head of the company. He went anyway.
“I know rock, and I know metal,” he said. “But when I went to see them, within two or three songs, I knew that they had something that no other band in that genre had. They had incredible charisma. They had amazing players in Dimebag, Vinnie, Rex, and Phil. Phil was an unbelievable frontman.”
Three songs in, he stopped thinking like an executive. “Within three songs, I became a fan — not just as someone who wanted to sign the band. I knew this band was going to be huge.” He was equally clear-eyed about the commercial obstacles. Radio was not going to touch them. MTV was going to be a fight. None of that changed his read. “If I was convinced after three songs, what I wanted to do was put the band in front of people.” He invested in marketing and road support and gave them the money to tour. When Cowboys from Hell came out, it went top five in its first week.
“That’s how I tried to utilize my experience in Gentle Giant to become an executive,” he said.
Dream Theater came to him differently. Mike Portnoy arrived at Shulman‘s Atco office with a four-track demo of instrumentals and no vocalist. The band knew Shulman‘s background and were banking on it. The music alone was enough to get his attention.
“Wow, this band is great,” he recalled thinking. But Portnoy was upfront: they were still looking for a singer and wanted to do a deal before they had one. Most executives would have shown them the door.
Shulman structured what he called a demo deal instead. He agreed to pay the band’s salaries for six months on one condition: find a singer, keep writing, and come back with something finished. “I thought there was something there,” he said. “I believe there’s something here.”
Three or four weeks later — well ahead of the six-month window — Portnoy was back with the same four songs and a vocalist named James LaBrie. One of those tracks was “Pull Me Under.”
“What I felt in the music was right,” Shulman said. “Now they’ve got the singer, and they’ve actually put the vocals to it. I’m really happy about that.” He signed them to a full deal. Images and Words followed, and Dream Theater became the band credited for bringing progressive metal to the mainstream. LaBrie himself recently told Rodrigo Altaf that Shulman was instrumental in getting the band signed and properly promoted — a debt the band has acknowledged publicly more than once.
The one that got away was Beck. Shulman heard “Loser” and passed. “You can’t bat a thousand, no matter how good you are,” he said. There were others he believed in that never broke through for reasons outside anyone’s control — a Portland band called Dan Reed Network that he was convinced would be massive, and a group called Enuff Z’Nuff whose talent was undermined by what he diplomatically called “their chemical romance.”
On the current state of the music business, Shulman was direct. He sees the major labels as surviving primarily on legacy catalogs, and the music being made today as having, in his view, traded away everything that makes music last.
“Melody and uniqueness and something different have gone out the window to become music which is almost wallpaper,” he said. “And that’s very sad.” The one contemporary act that caught his ear recently was a Canadian band he struggled to name: Angine de Poitrine. “They’re fun, and they’re funny, and they’re good. Something way different from most of the other things out there.”
The In a Glass House reissue arrives with the weight of a record finally getting its due — cleaned up, rebalanced, and freed from the grief that made it hard to hear for so long. For Shulman, it marks the end of a long detour back to something he is now proud to revisit.
Get your copy of the reissue of In a Glass House here.