It seems to be happening more than ever. The memories you have about things you were obsessed with in your younger days are being raped. Raped by shitty remakes, the ironic fashion statements of teenagers, and tied old artists who just don't know when to fucking retire. Because I am all sorts of trepidacious about new shit from old artists, Deth Red Sabaoth had me a little worried. I almost didn't even listen to it. But you know what? It's not that bad! So it's not all the Lucifuge type honky darkness I want from Danzig it still has some pretty strong tracks. Hammer of the Gods and Black Candy (Glenn plays the drums on this one) are two immediate standouts and I'm sure I'll come around to some of the other tracks. With that said, I will not be watching any videos that come from this album. That would probably shatter the nice nostalgia safety bubble I have created for myself to come to terms with reality.
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