Band: Danzig
Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 4:59 pm
Fantastic story.
Thanks.
Thanks.
Brett Eugene Ralph wrote:My favorite Danzig story comes from my friend Rat. Rat was a huge Misfits/Samhain fan and began a correspondence with Glenn Danzig in the early to mid-80's. Rat traded Danzig lots of comics and vintage toys for rare Misfits records, and their friendship grew to the extent that Rat and his girlfriend made a pilgrimage to visit the great man himself.
This was when Glenn was still living in his parents' house in Lodi, New Jersey. At some point over the course of the weekend, Glenn was in his basement room gloating over the Shogun warriors Rat had brought him from Kentucky. Imagine everyone's surprise when Glenn's fat Sicilian father trudged down the stairs and shouted in his hoarse Jersey dialect, "Hey Glenn! I thought I told you to mow the fuggin' grass! Get out there and mow the goddam yard!" Glenn attempted to explain that his friends (his fans) had come all the way from Kentucky, but Papa Danzig was already on his way back upstairs.
The thought of Glenn Danzig fuming as he mowed his father's lawn, no doubt dressed completely in black, while Rat and his girlfriend played with Glenn's toys in the basement makes me smile every time I think of it.
I thought I told you to mow the fuggin' grass!
Brett Eugene Ralph wrote:My favorite Danzig story comes from my friend Rat. Rat was a huge Misfits/Samhain fan and began a correspondence with Glenn Danzig in the early to mid-80's. Rat traded Danzig lots of comics and vintage toys for rare Misfits records, and their friendship grew to the extent that Rat and his girlfriend made a pilgrimage to visit the great man himself.
This was when Glenn was still living in his parents' house in Lodi, New Jersey. At some point over the course of the weekend, Glenn was in his basement room gloating over the Shogun warriors Rat had brought him from Kentucky. Imagine everyone's surprise when Glenn's fat Sicilian father trudged down the stairs and shouted in his hoarse Jersey dialect, "Hey Glenn! I thought I told you to mow the fuggin' grass! Get out there and mow the goddam yard!" Glenn attempted to explain that his friends (his fans) had come all the way from Kentucky, but Papa Danzig was already on his way back upstairs.
The thought of Glenn Danzig fuming as he mowed his father's lawn, no doubt dressed completely in black, while Rat and his girlfriend played with Glenn's toys in the basement makes me smile every time I think of it.
I thought I told you to mow the fuggin' grass!
rocker654 wrote:Danzig blows goats for a living.
I never liked the Misfits, and that was as close as he got to me as a musician to be taken seriously.
Verbs and Nouns wrote:rocker654 wrote:Danzig blows goats for a living.
I never liked the Misfits, and that was as close as he got to me as a musician to be taken seriously.
The Misfits were fine, "Mother" is an awsome song, but I haven't heard any one say "blows goats for a living" for so long, I had to quote it.