Danzig Sings Elvis
You could be forgiven for having the thought that Glenn Danzig wasn’t happy enough with the trolling job of parody videos and the homoerotic piss-take cartoon Henry & Glenn: Forever + Ever so decided to finish the job himself by releasing this album of (earnest) Elvis Presley covers.
The problem isn’t that he is not a huge Elvis Presley fan. The problem is that he is.
He sounds so thoroughly parched (and you can almost feel the bullets of sweat) that part of the idea that this might be a wind-up is in what at first could be the very real concept of this as meta-prank where Glenn is channeling the mid-to-nearly-late-70s Elvis only.
I wondered if he would make it to the end of Always On My Mind. It sounds like the dehydrated ghost of Roy Orbison is having a stroke during a lost Wilburys session.
Back in the day Glenn would knock out an Elvis cover with full gusto. Back in the day Glenn wasn’t (quite) an obvious joke. There was The Misfits. There was the early Danzig catalogue. (Admittedly there was more than one line-call).
But this is sad and grating and silly and not in any intentional-parody way such as with artists The King and Dread Zeppelin – where they had tongues in cheek, Glenn barely has any air in his lungs.
It’s also muddy and dumb and dead-sounding. Like it sounds as if Glenn recorded his vocals without getting off the couch – using an airplane sick-bag as a pop-shield.
And when he sings Fever you could actually be let off for thinking he has the ‘Rona. And this is less an earnest tribute than a horrifyingly last-gasp cry for medical assistance.
Easily the worst collection of Elvis Presley covers since that time Erica Miller released a bad bar-room knockaround set and people were too scared not to praise it at least faintly since she was Shayne Carter’s dear old mum eh.
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