Trent Reznoris not a Vegas kind of guy. Yet here is Mr. Self-Destruct, clad entirely in his signature black, a 5 o’clock shadow peeking through at 11 a.m., sitting on the worn leather couch of a green room inside the Hard Rock Hotel & Casino. “It’s a nice, dark room,” …
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