Prince of Darkness: Monster Magnet's Dave Wyndorf

"I"VE GOTTA be out there." A warm New Jersey dusk is gradually falling on a idyllic sixties suburbia that still believes whole-heartedly in the concept of the American dream, and while most neighbourhood brats slumber gently in the arms of Morpheus, one wired child steadfastly refuses to succumb to sleeping oblivion. David Wyndorf, somewhat slight and chubby for his three short years, gazes jealously down at his carefree elder siblings as they cavort in the sunset-burnished street below, a single thought feeding his ongoing insomnia; "I've just gotta be out there".