![]() ![]() No metal god is truly immortal, infallible, or devoid of humanity, so perhaps we shouldn’t have been surprised to find by the mid-’90s that Danzig, at his core, is the sort of guy who gets bummed that kids didn’t trick-or-treat at his house. In time, many fans went from exalting “Tired of Being Alive,” the down-and-out rallying cry from 1990’s Danzig II: Lucifuge, to actually being tired of his conspiracy-minded nonsense and questionable art direction. His music was tight and muscular, and he made sure he and his band appeared that way, too, particularly after he moved from New Jersey to L.A. ![]() Given the way he built himself up in his first decade of public life, he was bound to fall sooner or later: Danzig presented himself as a smooth-voiced demon, a guy with a library of occult tomes and an endless supply of primal lust-the very stuff of Parental Advisory label hysteria and banned MTV videos. ![]() Glenn Danzig’s career is a case study in the unsustainability of rock mythologizing. ![]()
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