Danzig Legacy
Reviewed by Marc Savlov, Fri., Nov. 11, 2011
Danzig Legacy
Auditorium Shores, Nov. 4Memo to Glenn Danzig:
Dude, what's up with the hate breeding? You're 56 years old; Misfits broke up aeons ago. You've had a solo career that'd do any Class of '77 punk rocker proud (even the Ramones are dead at this point), and yet Friday night you once again allowed your Boo Jersey ego to ruin everything. Where's the respect for Fiend Club fans who for three decades have stenciled/inked the Crimson Ghost logo you created on everything from the Berlin Wall to American military vehicles cruising the back streets of Baghdad? It's as if you've turned into a martian. After wasting 45 minutes of your potential set "sound checking," you initially raged through sternum-crushing opener "Skincarver" and the beloved "Twist of Cain" before getting to the crimson meat of the show, the alleged Samhain/Misfits "reunion," which, to be fair, began perfectly with the otherworldly throb of "Initium." "Horror Biz" ("12 o'clock, don't be late," hint, hint) was equally not of this world. The sudden 1981 time machine appearance of ageless Misfits guitarist Doyle Wolfgang von Frankenstein for Walk Among Us classic "Vampira" and the unhinged thrash of "Death Comes Ripping" were bloodcurdlingly good. Then you blew it, Glenn, throwing a public tantrum ("Wile E. Coyote built this stage?") and gutting what could have been the most memorable show of Fun Fun Fun Fest. Attitude? You got some fuckin' attitude, all right. You think you know pain? You know nothing.
