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 Photo: Aaron Sammut
The Spazzys keep themselves entertained between punk songs about divorce and cars with no brakes by riling up the Vampirellas and Homicidal Maniacs named Johnny in attendance, announcing their songs with titles like My Parents Don’t Understand Me So I’m Going To My Room To Cut Myself. The biggest response they get is by asking the crowd for a ‘fuck you.’ Everybody’s so pumped for the big event even the smoke machine gets a cheer when it starts. Marilyn Manson stalks on through the thick banks of fog, opening with If I Was Your Vampire. This, from his current middle-age post-divorce confessional period, contrasts pretty strongly with the song that follows, Disposable Teens, more from the angsty youth school of rock. Tonight’s set focuses on the latter over the former, although Heart-Shaped Glasses, dedicated to his Lolita, goes down well. Manson screams his lungs out, getting a response every time he snakes his hand between his legs or rips off another costume. For The Fight Song he comes dressed as a boxer, complete with a ring to pace around and a mic hanging from the ceiling. The mic gives out on him though, and he takes a few mock-punches at it while the crowd eagerly fills the gap. He’s having a good time, grabbing a front-row fangirl’s phone: “I’m sorry, you’re daughter’s busy sucking my cock right now.” He blows kisses and rooster-struts his way back and forth, knocking over the mic stand more times than I can count through well-received renditions of Rock Is Dead, Sweet Dreams and The Dope Show. Mick-Jaggering across the stage, he Alice-Coopers the crowd with taunts of, “You’re all such beautiful people!” Even after hundreds of performances, he still seems happy to be blasting out The Beautiful People to a Nuremberg Rally fist-pumping response. JODY MACGREGOR FOR MORE PHOTOS CLICK HERE
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