Smoky-voiced demon Glenn Danzig recovers from his bout with Darkwave with this excellent platter, a mix of ethereal, creepy atmospheres ("Unendlich, "Without Light, I Am"), metal heft (the title track), and even Beatlesque harmonic spackle ("Angel Blake"). Soaked in the kind of blackly ecstatic tones only Danzig could conjure, I Luciferi plumbs the depths and heights of rapture, spinning a geometrically precise web of dark delights.
In cause you ever wondered, "Black Mass" spells out our host's identity, and it's not exactly heavenly. Yet despite rather obvious nods at pop culture Satanism (the man also publishes a successful line of adult comix called Verotik), his spirit lies more with the rebel angel of Milton than the guy on the can of sandwich spread.
While drawing jeers for having mucked around with industrial dance on Blackacidevil, Danzig's got more talent in his little finger than most of the armchair critics who diss his efforts through a vapor of potato chip dust; in this respect he shares a little of the l'art pour l'art spirit of a Neil Young. So while this return to a more straighforward rock/metal thrust comes as a welcome shift, the present effort gathers overtones from Danzig's experiments in other genres.
In short, hail Danzig; in nomine Satanas; enjoy this album for the pure fun of it -- there's plenty to be had.