The Rev, as he’s affectionately known amongst his scores of admirers, has held a coyly concealed place on the body politic of rock ‘n’ roll for nearly 30 years. Like a much-loved, but well-hidden, tattoo of a pompadour-ed Frankenstein skull or a ’50s custom T-bird with a buxom, scantily clad Rosie the Riveter straddling the […]
