Manson allows that she won't be coming downstairs tonight.
Maybe they've been having some relationship issues. And then she sashays past the watchful eyes of John Wayne Gacy's clown and returns to the bedroom.
Then it's time to step out, head on over to the Chateau Marmont for a little guys-only fun. "I'm chaos, I've always been chaos, my point on Earth is chaos," he says, getting worked up.
"I'm the third act of every movie you've ever seen.
the 1996 record that lifted him out of the Fort Lauderdale post-grunge wasteland and shock-rocked him straight to the top, much to the dismay of the Christian right, which in 1999 tried to blame him for the horrors of the Columbine High School massacre.
But where is bluesy, synth-heavy, fairly radio-friendly and full of odd found-object squeaks and torments, including the frantic, high-pitched yips of coyotes gnawing on a kill.
Upstairs, behind a closed bedroom door, is the raven-haired Usich.He pops the top, pours some in a glass, sets the glass down and never touches it again.Then he's taking a stroll around the place, pointing out the more significant of his belongings. An unused canister of Zyklon B, the poisonous gas Hitler used to exterminate Jews. A prized clown painting done by rapist and serial killer John Wayne Gacy.I'm the part where it rains and the part where the person you don't want to die dies.I'm here just to fuck shit up." Which means that tonight could be quite the debauch, full of terrible and wonderful things.