When Vince Furnier took over ownership of the Alice Cooper name and launched his solo career back in the mid-70's, I think the intention was to gain stardom on the level of an Elton John or a Bowie along with developing the character in ways previously unheard of. What happened instead was real life interference - specifically, the pressures of keeping up appearances in the public eye, and the effects of continual substance abuse. Two albums into the venture, cracks in the dam were beginning to show, yet on Goes to Hell, Alice and crew are still functioning at near-optimum abilities, for the most part. Backed by the usual co-horts (Bob Ezrin, Steve Hunter, and Dick Wagner) it's an introspective affair, overall, and definitely has more insight than the outright camp that was all over the previous Welcome to My Nightmare.