Thirdhand story, but a friend told me once that his friend was riding his motorcycle around Los Feliz. His motorcycle sputtered out, so he pulled over and started tinkering around. As he's trying to figure it out, someone yells, "You're doing it wrong!" He looks up to see Glenn Danzig sitting on a porch. This guy was not aware that it was Danzig's house, so he was surprised. He was also surprised to see Danzig get up off a chair on his porch and grumpily walk inside. So Danzig, apparently a motorcycle expert, chose to heckle this guy and run away instead of helping him out.
That Steely Danzig song is great.
When I was in LA forever ago we tried to find Danzig's house but couldn't. So when I went there a year later I made it a mission to find out. We found out what street it was on, but not the address, and we couldn't find it. Then I saw a hip young couple walking by and said "Hey do you know where Danzig's house is?" The guy said "Oh Danzig's house? Just go down this street and look for a house that would look like Danzig's house. Sure enough we found it with a big iron fence and gate, completely overgrown because why would a Satanist cut his lawn or trim his bushes? And of course the famous pile of bricks in the front yard. I'm a MASSIVE Danzig fan so I was tripping out on the bricks. Some dude we were with was like "What's the big deal? You want me to climb the fence and get one of those bricks for you?" I honestly was so shook to be at Danzig's house that I couldn't let him do it. Seemed to disrespectful or something.
Possibly the biggest regret of my life. If I had one of those bricks now I would have it on display in a glass case.
The same friend gave me the exact same description.
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