“As second-generation industrial egoist-martyrs go, German pitbull Alec Empire and Trent Reznor have a lot in common. Physically, their impossibly wan expressions work overtime to contrast their black-hole locks, suggesting brooding dichromatic cartoon characters. And their hammer-to-the-head blunt takes on Nietzsche and nihilism are equally cartoonish; such stunted ideas of death, destruction, and”
