My humble take on the mystery of Danzig: First of all, let'…

My humble take on the mystery of Danzig:
First of all, let's just admit that Glenn Danzig sold the devil his soul for his voice.
The devil asked:
"How much for that soul of yours, Glennyboy?" And young Glenn answered:
"I want a voice like Elvis for at least two Misfits albums and three solo albums."
A deal was made.
And that's also the explanation why the Misfits in all those early years were only able to record two albums and everything else is on singles.
Moving on.
What young Glenn didn't know was that from now on what he considered "the light" of his "brand new god" would consume his soul irreversibly, while giving him the self-esteem he had always wanted.
And no matter how much he tried with his undeniable talent, no matter how much beautiful Luciferian light shone out of that voice of his that he had bought at such a high price --- the music lacked a bit of soul.
Just enough to make it possible for a lot of people who really want to give it a chance to turn away bored and not even give it a chance.
Inspite of the dark light of his voice, the heavy mid-tempo metal lacked some dyonisian creativity. It's almost apollonian. It's almost like the luciferian flame that is his voice needed to ba balanced by ahrimanic musical materialism.
It sounds just a bit too Ahrimanic, sterile. Not in a bad way at all. It's great. Amazing in many ways, especially since we are talking late 80s, and 90s, a cursed time in music history. It's almost a miracle.
One way to put it is that it's almost too perfect. A bit like Josho Stephan. The first album sounds like an album that was recorded without going on the road first with the material and infusing it with the wild energy of the crowds.
It sounds just a bit empty.
It's hard to grasp. It's really the soul that'd missing. Just a bit.
Anyway. Who can overcome that first reflex to recoil in horror will be rewarded.
And he probably didn't care much. He became a rock star and a lot of people and especially women certainly didn't care about or notice the lack of soul.
In ending, I want to mention that Glenn Danzig's brand of luciferianism/ahrimanism is probably pretty close to what quite a lot of inner Party people believe. At least the few mystics left among them.
In essence, it's this: "I am a god, my master is the lord of light, who gives me power. Those sheep kneeling before their weak god are pathetic and I am a shining wolf amongst them."