The Jersey-based horror-punk icon's first album in five years, Skeletons is best summed up by the man himself: "If you took Elvis and Sabbath out of my life, I would probably not be the Glenn Danzig you know. " Comprising ten covers and sounding a bit like a raucous open-mike-night takeover (seriously, if Glenn Danzig sauntered into your local watering hole on amateurs night and handed the house band a set list, you would definitely stick around), Skeletons is a delight for longtime fans, especially those who lean harder toward the Misfits/Samhain end of the spectrum. Raw, rowdy, and devoid of any sort of studio chicanery, Skeletons feels less like a proper Danzig album and more like a home recording of a boozy late-night house show.
Glenn Danzig has always been at his best when he’s been fun. We wouldn’t all be wearing those Misfit t-shirts and listening to our umpteenth copy of Walk Among Us if there weren’t something about it that made us smile, even through the last strands of our devilock. The choruses on those songs and many of the best ones he’s recorded with Danzig were catchy as E.
When it comes to the metal and hardcore punk scenes, Glenn Danzig is about as legendary as you can get. With his work in the horror punk outfit Misfits, Samhain, and the eponymous project Danzig, he has become a subcultural icon with a trademark voice and work ethic that won’t quit. It’s admirable for a man so influential to release an album made up of songs that impacted him deeply.