Nothing’s Shocking Anymore

Marilyn Manson’s dame games may make the most headlines, but the fact of the matter remains that the cat and his cronies continue to concoct some of the most muscular music imaginable. Smart, too -- even if the keen does tend to veer toward gore and gruesome.

Manson’s latest long-player, Eat Me Drink Me, is, of course, exceptionally no exception, though this time the gore gets a melodic makeover, and the hard heart for which he’s known gets tatted on his natty sleeve. Whether you credit this figurative new leaf to his ditching Dita Von Teese or his hooking up with Evan Rachel Wood really depends on which side of the aisle you sat on during his and the burlesque queen’s big Irish wedding. But no one listens to Manson for the backstory – no one sane enough to dig the man’s by-now-patented brand of insanity, anyway. No, Manson is dug because of the stir and the smack and the sturm and the drang -- in other words: what he does to the deep of our soul. There’s no better way to experience this than up close and personal. Tonight, as the man and his merry band take the stage at the Fillmore, you’re gonna get your chance to do just that.
Sun., Jan. 20, 7:30 p.m., 2008