On Good Friday Me and my friend Chad sett off from the hickest regions of East TN to Winston Salem NC to see the pipers Marilyn Manson.

About that trip.

Three hour drive. Nice country. Ok ok ok, enough of that shit. We arrive at the Veterans Memorial Collesium about three hours early and we lucky enough to hear the soundchecks. Great big White World is the song I remember the most. I think they may have done Rock is dead. My memory is shot.

We wait in line. Conversate. Some interesting things. Gorgeous women. A guy just off rehab. A fourty year old hippish lady with THE shirt of the night.

"I am the proud parent of a Marilyn Manson fan."

So we could tell this was going to be a good night.

So after much waiting and after much sining of Sifl and Ollie Songs we get up and get electronically searched and woohoo we are in the doors. I buy a shirt, I run off to the ground floor(no seats by the way, may i hear a hallaliuh motherfucker for the abscence of sats) and we take hour stand at the guard rail on the right speaker.

Uh huh, stage standing. I can dig with that.

More waiting.

Lights dim...Chad tries to start a "We want Pussy." chant. Nashville Pussy comes out. First time on the road I beleive. Ok, The lead guitarist is this gorgeoulsyy maned well adjusted woman who could steal you hear, soul, and groin in an instant. They tear into their act.

The lead singer/lead guitarist has a cross on his guitair strap. Ok, i thought that was an nice touch.

And they rip through. If i had to type them it would be A ramones sound with a bit of metallica sliced in. Some elements of southern rock. At least Chad thought so.

There were a lot of songs about fucking. This I remember. A song about fucking at the end of a gun. A song about a Rattlesnake. And the one song I picked up on.

"Go MotherFucker GO"

Back to the Guitarist Goddess for a sec. She was on our side and several times stood on top of the Amp. Several times i swear she was looking at me. Eye contact, her tongue sticking out, my tongue sticking out at her. It was wonderfull. Chad felt she was looking at him so I guess that tells you how good my perception is.

But I swear she smiled at me.

Anyway, their act closed and for an added present the wonderfull guitarist Lets down the right side of her bra and exposes a nipple. We thank her.

Buy their album.

Mext was monster magnet which I'm sorry to say was a bit of a painfull time for me. The band was great. The lead singer was amazingly charasmatic. But unfortunately there was this strange woman who thought we should all sqeeuze in more since she wanted to be up front.

Yeah right.

So most of that concert was spent bracing my right leg against her pushing.

but I had the go-go leather dancers to look at which was cool.

The lead singer mentioed that Courtney had left and asked if anyone missed her.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

He mentioed she thought the bands were negative. And with big flashlight on under his face he screams "now do I look fucking negative?"

Let me mention that voice. Howling. Fantastic. Screeching. Amazing.

Like a acid Baptist Preacher he did a little speech on how we all had someplace to belong and don't let things get us down.

For space Lord Mother Mother(Fucker) the leather dressed go go dancers come up and start dancing in the cupped beasts gimmic. It was great.

And then they left.

A few mintues in the Lull

"Manson...Manson....Manson"

Lights dim, screams are heard and the sounds emit from the stagee. I can barely see Twiggy on the other side. Barely. The curtain drops and there's the band. there's the Cross. it rises. Manson is crucifed on good friday.

ASSORTED NOTES.

Let me be honest. There is no way in the leagues of hell I can remember all this. So keep in mind these are the things that stuck to me. And keep in mind ther are some things thatI can't put out in the mere English language.

Reflecting God....Shoot Shoot shott mother fucker. yeah this was great. A near riot. Manson in the Black feathered somewhat like a Velvet Goldmine Movie. John five is on our side of the stage shaking his head and doing this strange circle tribal dance thing. I can't see Twiggy very well but I can tell he's head banging like it's the eighties again. Pogo plays with he's keyboards on a swing. Ginger does the only thing he's allowed to do. Drum.

Great white world....this rocks so hard on stage it's unbelievable.

Get your gunn.....I'm started to feel drained. Frankly i don't see how the guys do this every night.

And if i recall you hear the odd mumbling from the Smells like Children album. And it's sweeet dreams. I don't care what anyone says. It's one of their best and it dont' give shit that's the first song many people heard from the group.

Amen and Halleliguah mother fucker.

Rock is dead...This Moment i remember. The cape was gorgeou.s Manson comes to our side, stands on our speakers and yes I meet eye conctact. I can see the contacts (brown/baby blue) I get a bit of the water he spits at us. I think Twiggy even decides to run over to meet us. We see Twiggy on the amp. Twiggy was having a ball as you might tell.

John was still running around in circles.

This is getting fuzzy headed.

Speed of pain. Your head about it. Snow, the trench. But you don't know the emotion till your there. the hand jestured. The facial expression. It's like he's trying to call us forward but knows it would hurt if we came up. Pogo does his solo. i scream out pogo. Chad screams out pogo. I hope he heard.

lunchbox...he has to do this one. A wave of golden glitter falls. it's gorgeous. I think maybe manson came over to our side again. Tries to get our reactions. I'm getting pressed like wine. hands are all around me. Manson goes to the other side during a grinding bass/ drums solo. he gets the crowed reactions. I think he tries to get a female officer to suck his dick. not sure at this point.

Manson does this speech.

"You know, there pressuring me to be born again. You know, christians can do drugs, fuck whoever they want, and all they have to do is ask for god's forgiveness. And we are all going to hell. that's ok. I don't wantto go to heaven. it's filled with Fucking ass holes anyway."

Does a song i forget. Mind fuzzled again.

Now this speech is the kicker.

Manson lies o the floor, rolling in glitter. And he says "Do you guys want to hear about a dream i head?"

Some noise

"I said do you guys wanna hear about a dream i had? I'm going to stay down here all night until you answer me.

a lot of noise.

"I dreamed i was on another planet swimming in a sea of linquer and i came up to a beach made of cocaine. and the sky was LSD. the mountains were Pill. And the fucking palm trees were marjuiana. And you could do all the drugs you wanted. and the cops didn't pull you over to arrest you. They pulled you over to suck you dick. it was beautifull.

Expecially the guy with the mustaiche.

"At least I think it was a guy, it might have been a girl from NC."

I don't loike the drugs but the drugs like me.

Bit sign, great song. back up singer is gorgeous.

Then..."I think Winston-Salem needs a new national anthem."

We hate love

We love hate.

And it goes gon and on ond and irresponsible hate anthem pours through.

Like power personified.

and they shoot manson. The back up singer comes in a police uniform walks like a mechanical animal and shoots manson with a rifle. Manson falls. They take him away.

A lull

ACS comes up.

the podium. The bible. The helments. It rocked ahrder then ass. And john stands perfectly still. Not a movement out of him.

Perfect. Loud perfection.

he asks us one last question.

How does it feel to be one of the beautifull people.

yeah, you know what happens next.

The crowed gets into it. songs stops.

Encorce. Cake and sodemy..

As loud as i posible can. I scream out "Welcome to Mortiville."

Great perfomance of oucre. manson takes mike stand smashes drums. and ginger just shoves drums off.

end of show.

Booty: one piece of glitter.
water bottle from the lead guitarist goddess
pinch on the bums.

Celestial Dung