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Ian Watkins from Lostprophets: A Nu Metal Monster in the So-Called “Monster Mansion”

Dienstag, 5. Mai 2026 · 40 min

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The story about Ian Watkins of Lostprophets might be the most disturbing I’ve come across in all my music history research. It involves the abuse of children and a monstrous abuse of power and fame. It also takes place in, among other places, an aptly named prison called “The Monster Mansion”, and like most great stories, it involves an unlikely hero and a twisted sort of justice. This episode will shock you.
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This episode contains content that may be disturbing to some listeners. Please check the show notes for more information. Disgraceland is a production of Double Elvis. The story about Ian Watkins from Lost Prophets. It might be the most disturbing story that I've come across in all of my music history research.

It involves the sexual abuse of children and at its core, a monstrous abuse of power and fame. But as is the case with a lot of great stories, an unlikely hero emerges in this one one who authorities ignored in favor of protecting their own, one who authorities laughed off in order to preserve some hometown pride, and one who may have saved countless children from the designs of a monster.

A monster, Ian Watkins from a band Lost Prophets, who made music not particularly interesting music by my ears, and certainly not great music, similar in its lack of greatness to the music that I played for you at the top of this show. That wasn't great music either. That was a preset loop for my melotron called Richard Burton's Monster Mash MK two. I played you that loop because I can't afford the rights to we are never ever getting back together, And why would I play you that specific slice of pre Travis Cheese? Could I afford it?

Because that was the number one song in America on September twenty one, twenty twelve, and that was the day that Ian Watkins was arrested, an event that revealed to everyone the depths of this rock stars depravity depraved behavior so dark and so extreme that to this day it's still hard to understand Ian Watkins's life is a rock star wound up with him doing time in one of the world's most notorious prisons, a place that housed serial killers, a place that suited Ian Watkins because it was a place that they called the Monster Mansion. On this episode Depravity Abuse, the Monster Mansion, an unlikely hero and a new metal monster, Ian Watkins from Lost Prophets. I'm Jake Brennan and this is disgrace Land. It's hard to know

what Ian Watkins, singer of the Welsh new metal band Lost Prophets, knew or understood about the effects of giving cocaine to an infant baby. There was, and understandably is, little information to be found on the subject. You can find plenty of data about the effects of babies who were born addicted to cocaine from prenatal use of the drug by their mothers. These effects include lower birth rate, smaller head circumference, neurological impairment, and congenital heart defects. But, like I said, little can be found on what kind of effects infants demonstrate when given cocaine after birth, because who would do such a thing Only a monster. Ian Watkins was this exact type of monster, and he was

hell bent on doing this exact type of atrocious thing. The question of whether or not cocaine would cause the infant to behave in a way that would enhance the sex was what Ian was determined to find out that he needed to know, and to find out he needed a baby. Finding a baby would not be a problem, not for Ian Watkins, because for Ian Watkins there were women, lots of women, fans of lost prophets, many of them young mothers who would do anything for the black clad front man with the shock of angular email bangs that they all soooned over, and for some this meant agreeing to give up their children for unspeakable acts of depravity.

These women agreed to do so in the letters that they wrote to Ian Watkins in their emails and in their DMS discussions with one woman in particular, detailed the various ways in which she and the front man were going to sexually abuse her ten month old son. These messages are too disturbing to repeat, but just imagine the literal worst harm a sexual predator can unleash upon an infant, and you'll be in the ballpark. And if you absolutely need to know, you can search the text of case number sixty two CAA, linked from the show notes page on our website. But I wouldn't advise that explaining this behavior is nearly impossible, but at least some of it can be chalked up to the twisted fascination that some

women had with Ian Watkins, who was a bonafide rock star and during the early and mid odds, Lost Prophets won a slew of UK music awards, including Best Band from Kerrang and Best Metal Act from NME. The band had four top ten albums on the UK album charts, and it crossed over onto the alternative American charts with their two thousand and four hit Last Trained Home. By twenty eleven, Lost Profits had sold nearly four million albums and Ian Watkins's vocals, stage presence and dark and mysterious persona were big reasons why. Picture big chunky, corn like metal rips and high energy UK punk paste energy and emo vocals sung and screamed by a front man with looks that many women considered handsome, dressed in low slung

girl jeans, white belt, in tight black T shirt and an even tighter skull choker clinched around his neck. That was Ian Watkins that was lost profits at the moment sometime around two thousand and eight, that dude Ian Watkins wasn't on stage. Instead, he was in a dark drug den of his own making, littered with the paraphernalia needed to ingest the wide array of drugs Watkins indulged in on a regular basis. The spoon and syringe for the heroine that he not only injected into himself, but injected into lovers as a manifestation of his sexual aggression. For the cocaine, there were the bendles and the dirty dollar bills strewn about to snort the stimulant which fueled the singer's craving to push his sexual boundaries. And there was

the puki, the bubble oil burner, whatever you wanted to call it. It was used to smoke crystal mess. And then there were the grimy cups with their insides poked with hardened crystals from mostly dissolved GHB, the drug that Walkins used to fuel his near constant quest for euphoria. All of it defined how Ian Walkins spent his days in between gigs, high or chasing a high that would supercharge his depraved sexual fantasies. At the moment, he had a month's long plan to use cocaine to ply an infant sexually so that he could Okay, so this is uncharted territory for me as a storyteller. I'm not sure how to spell out in the style of this podcast. Anyways, the depths of Ian Watkins's crimes. So you're gonna have

to bear with me on the telling of this tale as I proceed with caution. The truth of this particularly disturbing part of the story, which is crucial to understanding what Ian Watkins did and how he was eventually brought to justice, is that, incredibly, the Lost Profits singer was putting together a plan to rape an infant, and he was going to use cocaine for reasons that I still don't fully understand to help him do this, and the cocaine wasn't just for him again, it was for the infant to infants, actually two babies that belonged to two different women, both fans of the Lost Profits singer, both complicit in this crime. As for the more normal fans of Lost Profits, in their defense, aside from a couple

shady interviews with the band in which Ian Watkins coyly alludes to a darker side, there was little in the band's history, both on and off record, that would point to this type of behavior from the band's frontman. So we can't point fingers at Ian Walkins's bandmates, and most don't. Members of Lost Profits have gone on to continue their careers in the music industry. One bass player, Stuart Richardson, toured with Thursday last year, and Elon Rubin, who for Lost Profits at one point, now plays in the Foo Fighters.

On stage, Lost Profits promoted a concept Ian called Megalles lolls as in all the laugh out louds. It was as stupid as it sounds, but yes, it took off. By twenty ten, the Megalles catchphrase was synonymous with the band itself. It meant I gathered to take nothing seriously, a sort of millennial manifestation of new metal indifference, drug sex, rock and roll and not giving a fuck. Lost Profits performed in front of a giant Megalles banner at their main stage appearances at the Retting and Leeds festivals in twenty ten. They emblazoned T shirts with the catchphrase and hawked them to their fans and giggle the phrase out of their shit eating grins and interviews with the rock press.

The goal of Lost Profits was to obtain fame by not giving a fuck, and the goal of their singer, Ian Watkins, was to use that fame to con unspeakable acts of sexual abuse against miners and again. Two women, two fans, were working with Ian Watkins, the rock star, to devise a plan to use cocaine to help him rape their infant children. I use the word rock star intentionally because Ian Watkins knew that without his rock star status, none of the depravity he hoped to achieve would be possible.

The identities of the two women who conspire tired with Ian Watkins are still unknown. Their identities are kept secret, primarily to protect the anonymity of their children. Who are the victims here? These two mothers, essentially groupies of Ian Watkins, are known only as B in p B as in Brianna and P as in Phoebe, which is what we're going to call them for the purposes of this episode, Brianna and Phoebe. Before Brianna and Phoebe and the planned sexual abuse of their babies, there were other girls, other groupies, other victims, sixteen year olds, one whom the courts called t T and another was kJ. T T was just sixteen, a vergin. Ian Watkins dressed her up in a schoolgirl uniform.

Court documents detailed the video he made of himself degrading TT after taking her virginity with extreme acts of sexual violence. As for kJ, the court docs are not any less graphic. kJ All sixteen was plied sexually by Ian Watkins with cocaine. As with TT, the act was captured on video. Degrading children sexually was a pattern that Ian Watkins evidently established back in two thousand and eight. But back to Brianna and Phoebe. Ian Watkins met Brianna in twenty eleven, and I have to jump ahead here in the story to clear something up as this story progresses, you will hear how the monster, Ian Watkins was eventually caught, charged, convicted, and served justice. Now there is no mystery to how

this story ends, but it needs to be said now that Ian Watkins was officially convicted of conspiring to sexually assault children. However, the video detailed in the official court documents proves that Ian Watkins absolutely, one hundred percent did indeed sexually assault children, including a baby Brianna's baby boy, who she brought to the ky West Hotel in London on April second, twenty twelve and presented to Ian Watkins for the purposes of sex. The horrific abuse that followed was discovered on video. As for Phoebe, court documents reveal text messages with Phoebe pledging hers and her baby daughter's lives to Ian Watkins. After Watkins texted Phoebe, if you belong to me, so does your baby. Phoebe responded with understandable.

A mother daughter slave duo worshiping you. Watkins replied with that's all she'll know, a life of filth. The text thread then devolves into the rock star and the groupie discussing the merits of fallatio with infants, using drugs to ease the sexual friction with infants and forcing them into acts of best reality. The evidence incredibly extends beyond conspiring to actual photographic images and Skype video of Phoebe abusing her daughter for the pleasure of Ian Watkins. The events I just described took place in twenty twelve, but back in two thousand and eight, Ian Walkins girlfriend at the time, Joanne Magelix, discovered that the rock star she was dating was sick in a way that was beyond belief. The

saga with Joanne started back in two thousand and six with the DM you Up. Not only was Joanne up, Joanne was down. She was infatuated with Ian Watkins from Lost Prophets, so being on the receiving end of a direct message from him was just about the most thrilling thing that could have happened to the twenty nine year old from Doncaster in South Yorkshire back in two thousand and six, and Joanne quickly fell for Ian. A relationship began, but it wasn't long before her new famous rock star boyfriends depravity became clear to her. Sometime around two thousand and eight, Ian Walkins told Joanna Maagelix that he was going to rape a base be of an obsessed fan, saying that his fans would allow him to do this,

that they would quote do anything for him. It was in December of two thousand and eight when Joanne went to police in South Wales and reported her famous boyfriend, but she didn't leave him and nothing happened. In April two thousand and nine, Joanne went back to South Wales authorities to inquire about the investigation. She was told by police that any investigation into the local frontman Ian Wontkins for sexual assault upon children had been dropped. By twenty ten, Ian Watkins had shown Joanne abhorrent videos of children and animals being abused sexually. It is believed that it was sometime in and around these events when Joanne left Ian but maintained some contact in order to gather evidence against him.

It was Joanne's contention that if Welsh authorities weren't going to do anything about the monster fronting lost profits, then she would have to do it on her own. In twenty eleven, Joanne emailed the Association of Chief Police Officers to allege that Watkins was raping a child and Joanne also contends that in twenty eleven, she kept up efforts to gather evidence from me and Watkins, playing the part of the co conspirator with him. In one text to Watkins from that year, she wrote, part of me feels you get off on showing me stuff you can get away with, knowing that is what I've wanted since forever.

Joanne signed off on another message to Union child Molesters till we die again. Joanne Magulix contends that this behavior was done in some sort of undercover effort to bring forth more evidence against Ian Watkins. It should be noted again that prior to these texts, Joanne had already gone to the police numerous times and was essentially ignored. Police later claimed their indifference towards Joanne's allegations was due to the fact that Joanne once made money as a sex worker.

Police believed that Joanne was a spurn lover and that her allegations against the local rock star were fabricated because he had upset her. One officer said to Joanne, he must really have upset you. But Joanne wouldn't be denied. She pressed on. She filmed herself opening images on her laptop that Ian Watkins had sent to her graphic images of a girl under sixteen being abused, and she brought those to the police. Still, incredibly, the police did nothing.

They claimed the girl in the video was of age. How the hell would they know? Why didn't the authorities at least investigate the video further to confirm the age of the girl in the video. Joanne didn't know the answer to that, so she took it a step further. In the fall of twenty twelve, Joanne Magelix got wind of Ian Watkins's plan with one of the mothers. He was conspiring with, either Brianna or Phoebe, and this time Joanne called a different set of authorities, Child Services, to understand the wall the joym Majelicks repeatedly ran into with their efforts to bring attention to Ian Watkins's crimes. You have to understand what Ian Watkins's band Lost Profits meant to the city of Cardiff into South Wales. Lost Prophets

were hometown heroes. They were a band on the rise and there was no ceiling in sight. They sold millions of records and their faces were all over the television in the UK videos, interviews, festival appearances and seemingly NonStop appearances at music awards shows. Lost Profits were an immense source of pride for their hometown. Aside from superfurry animals or Budgy. Bands of Consequence didn't really come out of South Wales, and unless you were part of a super niche subset of nineties britpop, you didn't really care about superfurry animals, And unless you were in Metallica or obsessed with obscure European metal from the seventies, you had no idea who Budgy was. But he totally should check out

the song Guts from their nineteen seventy one self titled full length because it absolutely grews. But I digress. The point is that Lost Profits, aside from actress Catherine Zeta Jones, were the biggest thing to come out of South Wales since Elizabeth Taylor's fifth and sixth husband Richard Burton, and the authorities weren't especially interested in women making claims of sexual abuse against their frontman until the evidence of Ian Watkins's drug use became too obvious to ignore and authorities were forced to raid his home on September twenty first, twenty twelve. Ian Watkins's home in Pontyprid, South Wales, was raided.

It should be noted that police were acting not solely on information, if at all, from Joanne Magleick's. Instead, they're acting on a drug warrant. Nonetheless, when they found Ian Watkins's laptop inside of his home, the intelligence officers who eventually cracked into it did so by typing in the password I kids, We'll be right back after this. We're we're, We're.

The contents of Ian Watkins's laptop confirmed Joanne Maglik's worst fears. What authorities found was jarring and beyond belief, twenty seven terabytes of data, including the most severe and extreme acts of sexual abuse, babies and dogs being defiled, young children, fans, a fourteen year old being sexually abused by Ian, split screen footage of Ian and Phoebe molesting her infant child, with Ian referring to them both as his slave duo.

By the end of twenty twelve, the singer of Lost Prophets was arrested behind bars in Cardiff, Wales, an awaiting trial on charges of conspiracy to engage in sexual activity with a one year old, in possession and or distribution of indecent images of children in extreme animal pornography. In early twenty thirteen, incredibly, Joanne Majlis was also arrested as the investigation into Ian Watkins expanded. With the news of their frontman's arrest, Lost Profits issued a statement expressing that no one in the band had any clue what Ian Watkins was up to and that all were in a state of shock over the revelation. Later that year, authorities continued their investigation into Joanne, believing that the one time

girlfriend of Ian Watkins was guilty of similar crimes, when in reality it was Joanne who had been trying to get the police to investigate walkins. By July of twenty thirteen, a trial date was set for Ian Watkins, but there would be no time. Ian Watkins pleaded guilty to attempted rape and sexual assault of a child under thirteen, but not to rain. Authorities accepted the plea, incredibly, ignoring the video evidence that literally showed Ian Watkins raping children again a one year old. For his plea, Ian Waltkins received a lighter sentence and in twenty thirteen was sent away for a twenty nine year prison term with parole eligibility.

After eighteen years. In the year twenty thirty one, Brianna and Phoebe were sentenced to fourteen and seventeen years, and by my count, one of them will be released next year. In twenty twenty seven. With Ian Watkins behind bars, authorities then turned their attention fully to convicting joe An Maglick's who, incredibly, up until a year prior, had been the one person working hard to stop Ian Watkins's crimes. Joanne, in January twenty fourteen, was formally charged with four counts of possession of indecent images, two counts of distributing an indecent image, and one count of encouraging another to distribute an indecent image.

Just before this, lost Prophets formally announced that they would no longer continue as a band. Joyanne Maglix fought for her freedom in court. She claimed that she kept any illicit sexual imagery in her possession for which she was being charged only in an attempt to gather evidence against Ian Watkins, again for crimes that authorities at the time seemed almost entirely disinterested in. In court, the evidence of some pretty damning explicit online conversations between Joanne and Ian came up and Joanne claimed she spoke that way to play along with Ian in an effort to trap him.

The jury also heard about Joanne first going to authorities in two thousand and eight. He also heard about Joanne inquiring into the investigation again with authorities in two thousand and nine, About Joanne writing to the Chief Constable of the South Wales Police in twenty eleven, and how the Chief Constable didn't offer any help, about the officer claiming that the evidence that Joanne was then showing them, the evidence that she was now being charged with being in possession of, which was a video of Ian Watkins having sex with a child, About how when she initially brought that video to the police, that the police did nothing about it because the police then believed that the girl Ian Watkins was having sex with on video was of age.

But now the police were changing their tune. No, she was a child, and you, joe Anne Majelix, had video of sex with that child, so now we're trying to put you in jail for it. Back then, when we could have done something about stopping the man conducting the rape on the video, we did nothing, and that man was allowed to remain free and continue raping children. But now we feel bad about all that, so we're saying the exact opposite and trying to put you in prison, because well, that's how life works sometimes when you're in positions of authority and have to cover your ass. I guess so sorry, Joanne. The jury was then told how Joanne took the incredible step of dragging one of Ian Watkins's accomplices, either be or P, Brianna or Phoebe, down

to the police headquarters herself and explained to the police that she and Ian Watkins again be or P, not Joanna, that be or P and Ian were planning on raping her baby, and the cops essentially laughed the incident off, saying to Joanne that Ian Watkins must have really upset you. They could have arrested Joanne on the spot for attempted murder because she replied, I'll put a bullet in his head to stop him from doing it. After that, things spiraled for Joanne. She overdosed numerous times. She even tried faking her own death to put herself out of reach from Ian Watkins. Still, she would not be denied. The court heard about how even after all of this. In twenty twelve, Joe Maagulis called Child Services to report Ian

Watkins's crimes. On January fourteenth, twenty fifteen, Joyne Magulix was acquitted on all charges. She explained to the press that the police were four years too late in their.

Quote, it's been me against the world, really me protecting the kids when everyone else called me a liar, a psycho? Yea, how many kids could have been saved if they'd have done their job. I please don't want to believe a local hero could be doing such terrific things. They've got to think, Oh, it's a disgruntled ex partner, any excuse?

Lie after lie after lie.

And Joyne went on to say I shouldn't be here just for doing the police's job that they couldn't be ours to do. She was right, and she was free, and Ian Watkins was behind bars, and not just in any old prison, and a prison that was as violent and extreme as the images they found on Ian Watkins's laptop, and justice, actual justice, the biblical kind, was about to be served. The prison is older than most countries. It's been housing Britain's worst of the worst since fifteen ninety four.

It's officially known as HM Prison, Wakefield, but unofficially everyone one calls it the Monster Mansion because well, there's no better way to describe its prisoners than with the word monster. There was Harold Shipman aka Doctor Death, one of England's most prolific serial killers. A disgraced doctor who, it's belief murdered between two hundred and two hundred and fifty of his patients. Shipman killed his unsuspecting patients, mostly little old ladies, with lethal injections of heroin. His motives are still unclear, but most believe he killed because the women reminded him of his own mother. After being found guilty in the year two thousand, he was sentenced to life in prison and transferred to the Monster Mansion in two thousand and three.

Six months later, he killed himself. And there was Ian Huntley, one of the UK's most despised killers. He murdered two ten year old girls and then tried burning their bodies to hide the evidence. The search for the two missing girls was national news. Ian's arrest made him infamous. Immediately upon arriving at the Monster Mansion to serve his forty year sentence, he became a target of other prisoners, prisoners who couldn't truck with a criminal, a famous one, especially who abused young kids. They grabbed Ian Huntley in the hospital wing of the prison, held him down, and doused him with scalding hot, boiling water. You could hear a quick blast of burning, curdling flesh. Huntley was badly injured,

but he survived. He also survived another attack afterward, this one a quick slash to the neck with a shive made out of a razor and a toothbrush. Huntley's attacker was a man named Damien Folks, a prisoner who had already killed another child murderer in a separate prison attack. Ian Huntley survived that attack too, but eventually his number came due in the Monster Mansion. On February twenty six, twenty twenty six, while at work in the recycling wing of the prison, Ian Huntley felt his brain bashing in from the blunt force trauma of a three foot spiked metal pole being swung violently from behind by fellow inmate Anthony Russell. He bashed and bashed and bashed away at Ian Humley's skull until he and Humtley were surrounded by blood.

When he was done, he screamed out, I've done it. His exclamation met with a round of cheers from the other inmates. Then there was Robert Maudsley aka Hannibal the Cannibal, England's very own Hannibal Lecter. Maudsley is falsely said to have eaten the brains of his victims, thus the Hannibal Lecter comparison, but this is untrue. All Maudsley did was bludgeon one of his victims to death and left his body with a spoon sticking out of his crushed skull.

He did this after being sentenced to the Monster Mansion to a fellow prisoner and for his crime and for the explosive violence that this prisoner was known for. Robert Maudsley was placed in solitary confinement in a cell made of plexiglass that looks eerily similar to the one Anthony Hopkins's character in Silence of the Lambs occupies. But that's where the similarities between Robert Maudsley and Hannibal Lecter end.

Maudsley killed four men on the outside for different reasons than the actual Hannibal the Cannibal killed. Maudsley did it out of a sense of vengeance. The men he was convicted of murdering were pedophiles, and the too many murdered in prison, including the one he left with a spoon sticking out of his skull, were convicted child abusers. Robert Maudsley remains locked up in the Monster Mansion in solitary confinement for fear of what he'll do to his fellow prisoners, particularly the child molesters. The Monster Mansion has another nickname, Peto Palace due to the maximum security prison's high concentration of sex offenders. Nearly two thirds of its population are there for sex crimes. The prisoners who aren't sex offenders

are keenly aware of the prisoners who are, and most are hell bent on executing violent vengeance, especially in the past few years. Since twenty twenty five, there has been a seventy two percent rise in violence at the Monster Mansion. As in most prisons, there is a hierarchy. At the Monster Mansion. Pedophiles are considered the scum of the earth, the lowest of the low. Many of the convicted sex offenders are held in what are called vulnerable prison units for their own protection, separated from the rest of the criminal population. It is believed that if held in standard wings with other prisoners that within time they'll be murdered.

This is where Ian Watkins was held. However, even though he was housed in a vulnerable prison unit, mixing with the other prisoners from the general population was inevitable. Ian Watkins needed to use the phone. The other prisoners sneered, but there was little they could do. The guards were on them, eyes like hawks at the phone bank. Most of the other prisoners knew Ian Watkins's game. He had women calling him regularly, and not just any women, not angry, aggrieved xys and girlfriends looking for answers on how to make it on the outside. Now, Ian Watkins was an ex rock star. He had groupies calling him and blowing him up in his ear, promising him all kinds of pleasures orally satiating him sexually, and the other prisoners hated

him for it. They also hated him for what he did to those kids. Babies, they said, babies. The women on the other end of the phone listened as Ian explained that he didn't understand what the big deal was this whole thing with the child abuse, that it was all just megaloles, something to laugh about Ian Watkins's fellow prisoners weren't laughing, not when they learned that Watkins had amassed a tranche of love letters in his cell from women on the outside, still eager to connect with the disgraced front man. They also learned that Watkins had somehow gotten his hands on a cell phone and was in regular contact with many of these women on the outside.

This was the action that they wanted in on, or so Ian Watkins claimed. When the guards found his phone buried in his asshole after a search, Watkins claimed his fellow inmates were forcing him to connect them with his groupies. This was never proven, but it was one more mark against Ian Watkins, the dead man walking. Ian Watkins, not only because of his crimes, but because of the attention from the women on the outside, because of the way he carried himself, because of his unrepentant attitude, was despised as a prisoner. Prisoners, actually those of means like Ian Watkins, will often pay for protection on the inside. In Watkins's case, the prisoners who could protect him the violent street gangsters,

the organized crime members, the drug kingpins. They hated Ian Walkins so much that they just took his money and refused to protect him. And what was he, the wormy little ex rock star, going to do about it? He was tormented daily. Every interaction with a fellow inmate was caused for some sort of verbal abuse. It was only a matter of time, they said, and that time came.

In twenty twenty three. Ian Watkins lay alone on his cot and his cell. Three men entered slowly. Ian Watkins wasn't going anywhere they wanted it. All money, Ian was rich drugs, Ian was still using women. Ian had a lion on groupies. But Ian Watkins, in reality, had none of those things. And the men beat him sense listen took a toilet brush they'd shaved down into a point and stabbed him in the side. They didn't stop there, and the beating continued, fists, feet, screams. Then the prison siren guards and riot gear shooting stun grenades into the cell to break up the beating. Ian Watkins was alive, barely treated for his wounds, and quickly released back into the pedal wing, but he wouldn't be safe for long.

October eleventh, twenty twenty five. They called it the Monster Mansion, but for Ian Watkins, they may as well have dubbed it Fear City, because the fear was now all he knew, and there was no more fame and no more money, and there weren't even any more women to connect with. It was just one second after the other, one second after the other of constant fear. When was the next attack coming? And from where? Who it came from? Did nothing?

And there it was justice the final attack. Ian Watkins, singer of Lost Prophets, the convicted pedophile, lay dead on the floor of the Monster Mansion, stabbed to death in a surprise attack by two fellow monsters. Mega lolls, Mega disgrace. I'm Jake Brennan, and this this Disgrace Land. All right, guys, thanks for hanging out for this episode of Disgraceland. This is a tough one, this Ian Walkins story. And the question of the week for this week is does this story about Ian Waltkins and all the deprevity? Is this the story that just upsets you the most of any rockstar, true crime, music history, true crime story that you've heard.

Is this the one that just revolts you entirely more than any other one? Let me know? Six one seven nine oh six six six three eight voicemail and text. Consider some of those early episodes of Disgraceland on Jerry V. Lewis Big Lurch. Perhaps I don't know this bunch. You can get into them. Let me know, let's talk about them. Voicemails, text dms at disgrace lampod, email disgrace lampod at gmail dot com. I get to get out of here. Here comes from credits. Disgraceland was created by Yours Truly. It is produced in partnership with Double Elvis, The Exactly Right Network, and iHeart Podcasts. The credits for this episode can be found on the show notes page at disgracelampod dot com.

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