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Eat Me, Drink Me
Manson's impenetrable coldness and lack of emotion helped to make him a compelling figure, so it’s a little disconcerting to hear him wail with sadness over something as banal as heartbreak.
Kilian Murphy, 06 Jun 2007
This record arrives following the demise of Manson’s marriage to burlesque dancer Dita Von Teese, an experience that left him, by his own admission, “completely destroyed”. Indeed, even by the gloomy standards set on previous MM releases, it seems to have been written in the throes of some seriously black moods.
See, Manson may not have always been the happiest bunny in the pop world, but he used to possess a withering sense of humour, and took a gleeful delight in winding up his conservative opponents. His music may have been hit-and-miss, but the interaction between Manson and his enemies always made for terrific entertainment.
The problem with this record is that Mr. Warner has effectively opted out of his usual bracing discourse with the outside world, instead looking within for inspiration. The results are too often less-than-inspiring, and our Marilyn’s music has not established the sort of consistency required to atone for this lack of drama.
Besides, who wants to hear a figure like Manson moping about a break-up? His impenetrable coldness and lack of emotion helped to make him a compelling figure, so it’s a little disconcerting to hear him wail with sadness over something as banal as heartbreak.
The sound tends to reflect its creator’s bleak moods. There’s a lot of desolate, booming heavy rock, and a number of tortuous guitar solos. Manson’s croak sounds disappointingly human, and possesses none of the sarcastic energy that fired classic singles ‘The Beautiful People’ and ‘The Dope Show’. Standout track ‘Mutilation Is The Most Sincere Form Of Flattery’ proves that he can still do a spirited glam-metal stomp when he feels like it, but the fun factor is disappointingly absent elsewhere.
But let’s not worry: rumour has it that Manson’s promotional videos remain as sick as ever, and this visual aspect accounts for at least 50 per cent of his appeal. Perhaps this record will act as little more than a cathartic experience, from which he will emerge even nastier than ever. Fingers crossed.