geekboyking

This was one of those memoirs where they try to fill out the pages with random lists and poems, etc. I was a bit surprised that Marilyn Manson would use the same trick as Jenna Jameson to try to make it seem like there was more to his book than there was. I don't think you can take much of the book at face value, either. It felt to me like he was trying to mythologize himself. playing up how little he cares about anyone, and just generally trying a bit too hard to demonstrate how hard core he is. And some parts (the car wreck where 2 people die very dramatically in front of him and he just blithely strolls by comes to mind) feel entirely fabricated just to show how detached he is from the rest of humanity. He keeps insisting that what he does is performance art, but everything he said makes it sound like shock rock to me. In fact, Alice Cooper's stuff always seemed to have a much deeper message than what Marilyn Manson does. All that being said, it was not completely unenjoyable, and it at least broke the pattern that most of these rock star memoirs follow. Also the stuff about Anton Lavey was interesting.