Trash/Thrash Tuesday: Marilyn Manson – “Disposable Teens”

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Hello friends – how are you doing?  Facing another week of garbage?  Dragging your ass through the end of semester hoping for the angel of death to rain destruction and blissful mercy down upon your filthy head?  Have you showered lately?  It’s okay.  The spring blahs are technically in vogue right now, so don’t worry that your eye bags are darker than your venti Americano black, or that your boots are still technically huge clompers made for squishing snowbanks.

Don’t you precious angels worry though, oldblackgoat has you.  I know this feel.  Being prone to manic depression I get the spring blahs and have been feeling very spooky lately.  Just this past weekend I bought a pair of knee high Dr. Martens off craigslist and went to see Marilyn Manson in Penticton, BC at the South Okanagan Performing Arts Center.

Penticton, you might ask..  what the ever loving shit is that?  Well it’s a tiny little wine town in the Interior of British Columbia, a town relatively untouched by big box stores, full of wine, large breasted mom types, and oddly, a huge and stylish performing arts center.  Hearing that Marilyn Manson was making a stop there, piqued my interest, and I had to attend.

Allow me to make this much clear – never really been a huge Manson fan.  I’ve enjoyed some songs here and there, read his bio and have a deep and lasting respect for the man, but I never got super into him.  While others were blasting Mechanical Animals over and over, I was at home in my room thinking deeply about Victorian England, listening to Bauhaus and likely composing terrible poetry about spiders.  In short, I was an even bigger loser than the other spoopy losers in JNCO jeans and Deadsy white plastic choker chains around their necks, which is pretty amazing.  However – Disposable Teens was always my favourite Manson track.  It featured prominently in the straight to DVD Blair Witch Project 2, which says little about how awesome this track actually is.

Seeing Manson live cemented my respect for him as a show man and as a performer – the packed near bursting SOEC was filled with freaks and local yokels out scope out said freaks.  The energy of the show was electric and after I was done foing my due diligence as the only photographer at the show dressed in a Wednesday Addams dress with the sigil of Lucifer on the back, I lost my shit on the floor to Disposable Teens.  I was stomping around in my craigslist Dr. Martens and made a right asshole of myself.  Marilyn Manson had always been there in my life even though I wasn’t a fan, and seeing his performance reassured that tragic goth inside myself that being a huge weirdo is totally acceptable, and it also gave me great hope to see a lot of young kids..  most probably born in 1994/1995, too young to know Manson when he was at his most controversial, losing their shit as well.  So come Thrash along with me this week (in a totally serious and not ironic way) to some Manson…  the teenage goth girl inside of you will be endlessly happy.

and I’m a black rainbow
and I’m an ape of god
I got a face that’s made for doing violence upon
I’m a teen distortion
survived abortion
a rebel from the waist down

I wanna thank you mom
I wanna thank you dad
for bringing this fucking world
to a bitter end
I never really hated a one true god
but the god of the people I hated

you said you wanted evolution
the ape was a great big hit
you say you want a revolution, man
and I say that you’re full of shit

we’re disposable teens
we’re disposable teens
we’re disposable teens
we’re disposable

we’re disposable teens
we’re disposable teens
we’re disposable teens
we’re disposable

you said you wanted evolution
the ape was a great big hit
you say you want a revolution, man
and I say that you’re full of shit

The more that you fear us
the bigger we get
the more that you fear us
the bigger we get
and don’t be surprised, don’t be surprised
don’t be surprised when we destroy all of it

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