OK! Friday the 13th, the unluckiest of all days. It may have been unlucky for the 10 christians standing across the street from the Strand in Providence, Rhode Island, but for the 2,000 spook kids stretched around the entire block of the venue it was pretty damn cool. This was to be my second Manson show and I was VERY VERY pshyched. The doors (supposedly) were going to open at 7:30 show I thought it would be cool to get to the Strand at around 6:30 but the people I was going with were like "No, it's to early" (POSEURS!). Anyway we got there at 7:00 and the line was already EXTREMELY long but my sis saw a couple dudes she knew so we got a fairly decent spot. 7:30 arrived, doors not opened. . .8:00, here we go. . .

The frisking was not as bad as it was last time. After I got passes the guards I jetted for the front and I was about four rows back, not too shabby. I was impatiently waiting for the show to begin then these ass holes starting crowed surfing, the first couple I didn't mind but then it just got annoying. Why couldn't they wait for the show to start. It was a pretty long time until the opening act came on but after about 45 minutes of waiting the lights went out. . .

The opening act was this local band called Kilgore Smudge. They were REALLY cool. Last time I had to suffer through New York Loose, I don't know if it was the music I disliked, or the lack of movement from the crowed or just that I wanted to see Manson but I didn't enjoy them at all. But Smudge was great and people actually moshed and stuff. I never saw a crowed so greatly to an opening act. The jam at the front was terrible. They played for about 45 minutes and left. We all know what comes next. . .

When the lights came back up at thought I'd get away from the front. I founf a really cool spot towards the back of the floor. It wasn't jammed and I could see the stage perfectly. I waited, waited, and waited and the lights went out. It was time. . .

Smoke filled the stage, anticipation filled my body, then a yellowish light comes up from the bottom of the stage and there's Manson, arms raised like he was on a cross, and I think he had on the devilish grin of his. Then they began Angel w/ the Scabbed Wings (what a suprise) and then went straight into Get Your Gunn. There was one change noticed about The stage,the stained glass window backdrop was different from the last time, but I couldn't really see what it was. After GYG the went through Cake and Sodomy and Dried Up. After Dried Up I notcied there was an unusually long pause. Then saw these dudes on stage telling everyone to step back and stuff. Supposedly people were getting by being pushed up against the barrier. At the point I was very glad I moved backed. During the pause I left the floor cause I wanted to sit down because I knew it would take a while for Manson to come back. Well I left and when I tried to get back to the floor. . .I couldn't : ( so I found a spot near the bar, it was actually a damn good spot. Anyway, after a half hour the band comes back. I don't remember the order of the songs after the incident. I'm pretty sure the first song they when they came back was Tourniquet. . .what a suprise, a VERY large reaction from the crowed. Then after that I saw something new. During Kinderfeld, a song I was very happy to hear, Manson came out on those imfamous stilts, it was great. After that Minute of Decay, Sweet Dreams, Lunchbox and Little Horn and I knew what had to come next. . .

Replacing Cryptorchid was Apple of Sodom, which is such a great song. Half way through the snow began to fall. I could not wait for Apple of Sodom to end cus ACS had to come next. When it ended I saw the podium get wheeled out and after a short wait the fascist rally began. . .but it seemed a little flat. There was only one flag, Manson didn't seem too into it, I was too far away, and I knew it was coming so I didn't get the same feeling I got the 1st time I saw it. After ACS they did the Beautiful People and that was it. . .

After TBP Manson said "It's long, hard road out of hell," and then smashed the drum kit (no, Ginger was not behind it). I couldn't believe it was over. I don't want to say it but the performance was somewhat weak. But it couldn't have been easy for the boys. It was like 90 degrees inside. I left barely content, but still content. I now am just waiting for them to come back so they can set the wrong things right.

Peter Hodosh