I’ve had almost a week now to reflect on last Sunday’s Danzig show. This was only my second time seeing my favorite musician in the universe after being a fan for twenty-five years (ok, third time if you count Samhain), so yes, it was a big fucking deal. It might not have been quite as meaningful as the first time I saw him, but it was still pretty goddamn exhilarating to hear songs I’ve been listening to since junior high played live.
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