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Long before H.R. Giger served him with court documents via crowdsurfer, before Johnny Cash bolstered a comeback album with his “Thirteen,” and before the band bearing his surname topped the American Recordings roster, Glenn Danzig fronted New Jersey’s Misfits. Nothing if not careerist (when the band’s members aspired to open a U.K. tour for the Damned, they simply showed up uninvited), the ‘Fits kept pace with the late-’70s/early-’80s underground by shifting from melodic shock-punk to blazing-thud horrorcore. A document of this musical devolution, Collection II also memorializes Danzig’s unflagging devotion to his lyrical muse. Track after track lampoons rock extremity, whether in the guise of the unrepentant tough guy (“Spit up blood when you cough/Cool, cool, cool”) or the wistful Satanist (“Dead cats hanging from poles/Little dead are out in droves/I remember Halloween”). The CD booklet takes pains to inform the studious listener that the delirious incantation of “Halloween II” is delivered in a Latin it prefers to call “non-standard” rather than “illiterate.” I imagine, however, that recollections of “Last Caress” are responsible for Danzig’s greatest professional satisfaction. Marrying an impeccable retro-’50s, Ramones-style rip-off of a tune to words so outrageous that the very idea of evil is rendered ridiculous (“Well I got something to say/I raped your mother today/And it doesn’t matter much to me/As long as she spread”), it seems destined to draw the attention of prying, worried parents. The aging Danzig probably figured that the folks of neopunk-struck teens could benefit from his perspective. And why not? Metallica boosted the Misfits legend by covering the band’s songs on 1987’s Garage Days Re-Revisited, and Danzig’s post-‘Fits outfit, Samhain, made sure to keep the early songs before the public by re-recording them. It’s only slightly less comely to re-resurrect this posthumous powerhouse on the backs of the Offspring.