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Rating: Every time I listen to Brian Warner sing in Marilyn Manson, I can't help but think that he is the best living embodiment of current American society. With so many virtues and terrifying flaws; with charm but arrogance; with a style, but not unique; original yes, but too "intentionally kitsch" to be considered a refined artist. Very intelligent, cultured, and capable of being unique in copying others. In one word, a bluff.
A fake rebel, who, however, has the courage to admit doing it for money, glory, and fame. Omega is now Marilyn Manson, just as much as Mustaine is Megadeth or Reznor is NIN. To the point that almost everyone thinks, not without reason, that it is his stage name and not that of the band. For the rest, the other members are mercenaries in constant change, and certainly not virtuosos of their respective instruments except for the ex-Ramirez (indeed passed under Reznor's protective wing) and the decent "Ginger" on drums always tight and '80s. We have arrived at the sixth album of the band from 1994 to today, and I must say that personally, I am a fan of the second and third albums (Antichrist Superstar and Mechanical Animals) while I honestly find all the rest of the production unlistenable. Maybe because "Antichrist" was largely written by Reznor, maybe because "Animals" is actually a '80s pop-dance album disguised as hard rock, but I still appreciate those albums years later. The rest is "garbage," a remake of the early singles without a hint of innovation. With one exception, allow me... the '80s covers that our friend occasionally flaunts. EXCEPTIONAL! See: Sweet Dreams, Tainted Love, etc... really remarkable and once again highlighting the character's lack of creative depth, but his exceptional histrionic ability and genetic dualism.
Let's come to this album. The intro is a piece neither here nor there, very sad, reflecting the troubled period due to his separation from his wife, the famous stripper "Dita Von Teese." A woman of questionable charm, but certainly as intelligent as he is, and I believe our big boy will miss her a lot. The second "Putting Holes in.." isn't bad and has decent guitar solos. The third and fourth tracks go smoothly without particularly impressing but providing a different set from the last two "obscene" albums. Very little electronics, much more guitar, and much more attention to the lyrics and the quality of the singing. In short, overall, not as bad as expected, but the album doesn't take off. The fifth track "Just a car" is of a melancholy sadness, almost grunge, reminiscent of the golden Seattle days but it fails to reach the heights the author clearly sets. Too flat. Finally, at number 6, we come to the first track worth some note: "Heart-shaped-glasses." Guitar intro very (too?) glam '80s and then the usual tarantella underneath and the usual warm voice. In short, a piece that would have been written (much more beautifully) by a Bowie or T-Rex a decade ago. In short, traces of metal on track 6, NONE! Signs of Industrial? Less than zero. Signs of hard rock or the possibility of moshing at a concert? Forget it! At least now it is clear that there is news to report. Manson has changed the musical genre and is no longer a metal band (if they ever were).
Number 7 is a Cure's track with overdubbed guitars. "Are you a rabbit" is a track that gets your hopes up at the beginning. It vaguely seems to return to the metal sounds of "Antichrist." Then, it falls into the prevailing flatness. Heck, leaving the path of electronics was a bad decision. Overall it was the only quality aspect of the last albums that filled the otherwise deafening artistic void! See "Mutilation is..," which is unlistenable. Number 10 "you and me and..." perhaps is the one that... nothing to do. This one also starts well then falls into the "void." The "title track," "Eat Me, Drink Me" is embarrassing. In the sense that it sounds like a collage of his previously released singles, without electronics, without maliciousness, and only with an enormous sadness to live in. Stuff for IV drips, in other words. I am covering a veil over the semi-dance remix version of the last track. The electronic version of number 6 which I imagine will be the second single of the album. I hope the effect is intended because it sounds like Romanian or Bulgarian disco... I SWEAR! Try to listen to this because it is so tacky that it makes you laugh first, and makes you dance at the end style gioca-jouer. Boh? I don't understand. The market for tacky girls in Eastern disco nights? In my opinion, this breaks it in Russia.
In conclusion, I want to go against the grain. I have always liked the persona and I respect him. I would listen to his interviews for hours and hours, because he has political and social visions sometimes so advanced that they are put into exile. However, the artist is deceased! He can't even manage to produce a cute little single like he used to. R.I.P.
Tracklist and Lyrics
01 If I Was Your Vampire (05:56)
6 AM, Christmas morning
No shadows
No reflections here
Lie cheek to cheek in your cold embrace.
So soft and so tragic as a slaughterhouse
She pressed the knife against your heart
And say that 'I love you so much you must kill me now.
I love you so much you must kill me now...'
If I was your vampire
Certain as the moon
Instead of killing time
We'll have each other untill the sun.
If I was your vampire
Death waits for no one.
Hold my hands across your face
Because I think our time has come.
Digging your smile apart with my spade tongue
The hole is where the heart is
We built this tomb together
And I won't fill it alone.
Beyond the pale
Everything's black no turning back
If I was your vampire
Certain as the moon
Instead of killing time
We'll have each other till the sun.
If I was your vampire
Death waits for no one.
Hold my hands across your face
Because I think our time has come.
Blood stained sheets in the shape of your heart
This is where it starts
This is where it will end
Here comes the moon again.
6:19 and I know I'm ready.
Drive me off the mountain
You'll burn and I'll eat your ashes.
The impossible wheels seducing our corpse.
If I was your vampire
Certain as the moon
Instead of killing time
We'll have each other untill the sun.
If I was your vampire
Death waits for no one.
Hold my hands across your face
Because I think our time has come.
Beyond the pale
Everything's black no turning back
Beyond the pale
Everything's black no turning back
This is where it starts
This is where it will end
Here comes the moon again.
Here comes the moon again.
This is where it starts
This is where it will end
Here comes the moon again.
Here comes the moon again.
Here comes the moon again.
03 The Red Carpet Grave (04:05)
They call her,
Bulldozer speech demon without distractions of hope
She makes the
depression business look surprisingly novel and she’s not just royal Allegedly loyal
but unfaithful but she has no faith in me
Inhale the damage smoothly Paradise isn’t lost
It was hiding all along
There’s the ones that you love
The ones that love you
The ones that make you come
The ones that make you come unglued
I can’t turn my back on you
When you are walking away
Bottomless celebrity scar staged circuses for schoolgirls
boys are all dressed up like a mediocre suicide omen here comes the red carpet grave Again and again and again
Oh man
There’s the ones that you love
The ones that love you
The ones that make you come
The ones that make you come unglued
I can’t turn my back on you
When you are walking away
I can’t turn my back on you
When you are walking away
can’t turn my back on you
When you are walking away
There’s the ones that you love
The ones that love you
The ones that make you come
The ones that make you come unglued
There’s the ones that you love
The ones that love you
The ones that make you come
The ones that make you come unglued
It’s easy to beat the system
but a hard time beating the symptoms
but a hard time beating the symptoms
I can’t turn my back on you
I can’t turn my back on you
I can’t turn my back on you
When you are walking away
Here comes the red carpet grave
Again and again and again
Here comes the red carpet grave
Again and again and again
Oh man
05 Just a Car Crash Away (04:55)
Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
burns down
everything you say.
She blew me her death-kiss
and the mouth-marks
bled down my eye,
like her dying
just on my windshield.
I can already feel
her worms
eating my spine.
Car So how can it be this lonely?
Is that all we get
Crash for our lives?
Is love only sweeter when
one of us dies?
Away
Then I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
I knew that our love was just a car crash away.
I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
Lyrics I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
3x Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
burns down
everything you say.
I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
Knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
Just a car crash away.
I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
I knew that our love was
just a car Just crash away.
(repeat to end of solo)
Love is a fire.
Car Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
Crash burns down
everything you say.
Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Away Burns down everything.
Everything you think
burns down
everything you say.
07 Evidence (05:20)
you have eyes that lead me on
and a body that shows me death
your lips look like they were made
for something else but they just suck my breath
I want your pain
to taste why you're ashamed and I know you're not just what you say to me and I'm not the only
moment you're made of
You're so sudden and sweet all legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe and we'll paint
over the evidence
I want you wanting me
I want what I see in your eyes
so give me something to be scared of
don't give me something to satisfy
You're so sudden and sweet
all legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off
your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe and we'll paint
over the evidence
I want your pain
to taste why you're ashamed and I know you're not just what you say to me
and I'm not the only moment you're made of
You're so sudden and sweet all legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe and we'll paint
over the evidence
You're so sudden and sweet all legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe and we'll paint
over the evidence
08 Are You the Rabbit? (04:14)
I'm a kick stand in your mouth
And I'm the tongue's slamming on the brakes
Pull the choke in
Pull the choke in
As hard as it will take.
All your pictures are getting dirty
Don't want anyone else's
Hand on my gears.
And I'll choke on
All the diamonds,
Like a vulture, on your face
So ask your self before you get in,
I know the insurance won't cover this.
Are you the rabbit
Or the headlight,
And is there
Room in your life
For one more breakdown?
You can't escape,
Can't escape
All your demons.
All you demons,
"Watch out, watch out,
For your lovers."
Faster, faster,
Faster-faster-faster-faster,
I'm late, I'm late!
And the hands on my clock
Are starting to shake.
We're on the line between
The devil's tits,
We've been driving on E.
I'm going to be wanted for this crime
"Well at least you're wanted,"
You'll say.
So ask your self before you get in,
I know the insurance won't cover this.
Are you the rabbit
Or the headlight,
And is there
Room in your life
For one more breakdown?
You are an unmarked car
Can't remember where I parked you
But I love you,
Can't afford you,
Take a cab to the funeral.
Faster, faster,
Faster-faster-faster-faster,
I'm late, I'm late!
And the hands on my clock
Are starting to shake.
You can't escape,
Can't escape
All your demons.
All you demons,
"Watch out, watch out,
For your lovers."
So ask your self before you get in,
I know the insurance won't cover this.
Are you the rabbit
Or the headlight,
And is there
Room in your life
For one more breakdown?
09 Mutilation Is the Most Sincere Form of Flattery (03:53)
Hey
There's no rules today
You steal instead of borrow
You take all the shapes that I make
Think that you think all the thoughts that I taught you
Don't you?
Mutilation's the most sincere form of flattery.
If you want to be me,
Then stand in line like the rest
Now, do you know what I mean?
The young get less bolder
The legends get older
But I stay the same as long as you have less to say
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,
Do you really think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.
Rebels without applause
I sell my shadow to those who are standing in it
They think I would bitch about them
Thinking they are the shit
When they can't even step in it
The young get less bolder
The legends get older
But I stay the same as long as you have less to say
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,
The young get less bolder
The legends get older
But I stay the same as long as you have less to say
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,
The young get less bolder
The legends get older
But I stay the same as long as you have less to say
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.
11 EAT ME, DRINK ME (05:41)
In the wasteland,
On the way to the Red Queen
It's no wonder our stage clothes
Have dreams to be famous.
The trees in the courtyard
Are painted in blood, so I've heard,
She hangs the headless upside down to drain.
EAT ME, DRINK ME
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game
I was invited to a beheading today.
I thought I was a butterfly next to your flame.
Rush of panic and the lock has been raped.
This is only a game,
this is only a game...
But then our star rushes in, feeling like a child and looking like a woman...
She has been forecast with an attempt to kill herself, but the ending didn't test well.
EAT ME, DRINK ME
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game...
I was invited to a beheading today.
I thought I was a butterfly next to your flame.
A rush of panic and the lock has been raped.
This is only a game,
this is only a game...
EAT ME, DRINK ME
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game.
But then our star rushes in, feeling like a child and looking like a woman...
She has been forecast with an attempt to kill herself, but the ending didn't test well.
EAT ME, DRINK ME
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game,
this is only a game...
Now I'm picking my skin and my scales.
I see my horror mirrored in the sundown of your blank stare.
I see my horror mirrored in the sundown of your blank stare.
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game,
But then our star rushes in, feeling like a child and looking like a woman...
She has been forecast with an attempt to kill herself, but the ending didn't test well.
EAT ME, DRINK ME
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game.
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