Simon Rushworth
It’s back – the post which picks on some of the scariest characters on the planet, pulls their reputations apart, pokes fun at their features and then runs off like a giggling girl before the shit hits the fan.
This week we throw the spotlight on a guitarist who makes grown men cry just by looking at them – and makes rock fans weep when he starts solo-ing like the devil’s spawn dressed in heavy leather and rusting metal. Those of a nervous disposition look away now.
Name: Zakk Wylde
Band: Black Label Society
Weapon Of Choice: Guitar
Hair Factor: 9/10
Facial Hair Factor: 7/10
Fear Factor: 9/10
On Stage Aggression: 8/10
Most Like: A Hell’s Angel on heat
Life After Black Label Society: Security at the Gates Of Hell
Don’t Say: Without Ozzy you’d be nothing
Do Say: Man, you’re Wylde
We Say: The definition of biker cool