Sunday, September 11, 2011


It was June 17th, 1991, and Glenn Anzalone was doing curls with a 25 pd. dumbell in the lounge of his tour bus. On the table next to him sat a cup of bourbon and a glass of iced green tea. There were three books on the table too,--Werewolf, by Montague Summers, The Secret Writings Of E. A. Poe, and Why The Allies Won, by Richard Overy. Glenn was deep in thought. You could see it in his eyes.

He was en route to the plane that would take him to a series of engagements in Germany and Austria around his new album, Lucifuge. What was to happen in the next three weeks would forever change him, remake him. He had always wanted to tour the former Third Reich. His fascination in W.W.II history and specifically the tragic story of Germany had impressed him so much earlier in his life that he chose Danzig specifically to give tribute.

"The Reichsgau Danzig-West Prussia (German: Reichsgau Danzig-Westpreussen), a Nazi German province created on 8 October 1939 from the territory of the annexed Free City of Danzig, the annexed Polish province Greater Pomeranian Voivodship (Polish Corridor), and the Nazi German Regierungsbezirk West Prussia of Gau East Prussia. Before 2 November 1939, the Reichsgau was called Reichsgau West Prussia."--wikipedia

It was just a few kilometers from Danzig that the Nazis built their first concentration camp outside of Germany's borders, Stutthof Concentration Camp.

"Completed on September 2, 1939, it was located in a secluded, wet, and wooded area west of the small town of Sztutowo (German: Stutthof). The town is located in the former territory of the Free City of Danzig, 34 km east of GdaƄsk, Poland. Stutthof was the last camp liberated by the Allies, on May 9, 1945. More than 85,000 victims[1] died in the camp out of as many as 110,000 people deported there."--wikipedia

Two days later he landed in Hamburg, and while he made a different (secret) connection, his band got aboard their respective tour bus. Things were going well, and they could afford two right now, and he wanted his space. He had need for secrecy, too. Therefore, his bandmates would think he was aboard the other bus, when in fact he had boarded a small two engine plane bound for Oradea, the capitol city of Bihor County in Romania. There he rented a Range Rover and set out towards one of the peaks in the nearby Apuseni Mountains. He had an appointment with an old friend.

In the Carpathian mountains, there are many folk tales. While Mr. Anzalone had a great appreciation for tales, what he was after was not a myth. It was his destiny.

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