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Marilyn Manson has risen again with new sound and new album The Pale Emperor

A change in style has Marilyn Manson on top again with The Pale Emperor

PUBLISHED : Saturday, 31 January, 2015, 11:47pm
UPDATED : Saturday, 31 January, 2015, 11:47pm

One recent night, in a candlelit, marble-plated West Hollywood hotel room, Marilyn Manson reaches into his pocket and flicks open a switchblade. "The Roman emperor Constantius was referred to as the 'Pale Emperor'. He liked to dress up as a woman and [torture] men and have them dance for him," Manson says. "I identify with that petulant pursuit of chaos."

Manson's blade (and his metallic teeth) glints gold in the candlelight. For a moment, it seems as if he might be pondering something sinister. Instead, he looks down at the knife and grins. "I prefer using this to eat oysters."

Nearly 20 years after his 1996 album Antichrist Superstar made him America's most infamous musician, Manson still has the power to unnerve. Yet in person he's droll and self-aware, prone to knife-twirling goofiness and Southern-gentleman affectations. What's even more startling is that, at 46, he has just made one of the best albums of his career.

The Pale Emperor, released last month, is a 10-song LP that's just as quick and ferocious as his knife. The album largely sheds his trademark industrial-music howl, replacing it with slinky, glamorous brooding that evokes goth-punk pioneers such as The Birthday Party and Christian Death.

After his widely praised acting on Sons of Anarchy (where he played a white supremacist gang leader) and a cameo on Eastbound & Down (where he played a schlub in orange shorts and a moppy brown wig), Manson is preparing for a new role: as a musician at the unexpected height of his powers.

As befits his imperial album title, Manson doesn't have conversations. He holds court. Within minutes of sitting down he's already gone over the repulsion he still feels towards his home state of Florida, ancient Chilean astronomical discoveries and how he finally buried the hatchet with his longtime 1990s rock adversary, Billy Corgan. He was especially giddy over a recent gift from a friend, a copy of Goethe's Faust that he says was "once owned by a very unsavoury character, a German's personal copy".

Did he mean Hitler? "I think you can figure it out," he says, affecting a cryptic flair.

People are intrigued with this – he’s a living, breathing rock star who has found a fresh moment
TOM WHALLEY, OWNER OF LOMA VISTA WHICH RELEASED THE PALE EMPEROR (COVER BELOW)

The Pale Emperor comes after probably the most difficult stretch of his career. After his then-label Interscope Records released him from his contract (a move largely attributed to slow sales of his 2009 album, The High End of Low), his relationship with actress Evan Rachel Wood ended, and 2012's Born Villain didn't revitalise his career as hoped. His once-sinewy frame began to soften from drinking, drugs and age.

Some of the hardest moments came, he says, when his mother died during the making of The Pale Emperor. Even for someone as death-obsessed as Manson, when he talks about her, he curls into the couch a bit. "It's inevitable, I know, and I made my peace with her a few years ago when she was no longer aware of who I was," he says.

He dedicated the album to her, following her dementia-related death in 2014. "My father drove from Ohio to California to see my show on Halloween. I didn't understand why he drove, but he later told me he was spreading her ashes on Route 66."

Two unanticipated new relationships changed his outlook on songwriting. The first and more personal one, with photographer and fellow goth-complexioned muse Lindsay Usich, brought him a more stable (by Manson standards) home life. The second, with producer Tyler Bates - the film composer behind scores for Hollywood action romps such as Guardians of the Galaxy and 300 - helped him re-imagine what Manson could sound like. "He is a living performance-art experiment. He is a school bus full of children perched on a ledge, and you can't look away," Bates says. "There aren't a lot of real rock stars left, and he's one of them."

The two met on the set of the Showtime series Californication, where Manson was playing himself. Bates started recording with him as a casual, friendly collaboration, to get Manson's head back in the game. But the sessions (often starting with just a microphone, a digital kick drum and Bates playing guitar) yielded an unprecedented new sound for both of them.

"He really gave himself over to a process unlike any other for him so far," Bates says. "For me, writing music for film is listening to the story and writing for character roles. This was a really different project, but I applied that same idea to working with Manson."

The end result is a record that is the best possible way to imagine Manson staring down 50. The self-anointed Mephistopheles of Los Angeles (the title of the fourth track on this album) takes the open post-punk space of Siouxsie and the Banshees and adds a heavy drum swing and vocal wails that seem to come straight from the back of the Bronson Canyon caves in the Hollywood Hills. The single Third Day of a Seven Day Binge rides a grime-caked bass line into a lament about (or maybe an ode to) imminent self-destruction.

"A lot of people say the record has a blues sound to it, but blues goes to a few core things," Manson says. "It's actually quite Faustian, with [legendary bluesman] Robert Johnson selling his soul to the devil. So there were a lot of strange parallels on this record, like a snake eating its tail."

It won over Tom Whalley, the former chairman and CEO of Warner Bros Records who had worked with Manson during his time at Interscope in the 1990s. Whalley is releasing The Pale Emperor on his Loma Vista imprint, where more polite acts such as Spoon, St Vincent and Rhye now count the singer of The Beautiful People as a label mate.

Initially, a new Manson album "wasn't something I was chasing", Whalley says. "It felt like a long shot for me to be interested in it, and his last few records weren't really up to his past standards. But I heard the songs and I was beyond impressed."

He knew they'd struggle convincing sceptics that Manson is really, truly back. Manson's core audience will always give him a fair shake but the harder part, Whalley says, is "how to get people who wouldn't think they'd like it to open up to listening. We'd play his music for our other acts and their teams, and all of them would say, 'Oh, my God, I like it. I never thought I'd like a Marilyn Manson album in today's world.' That's part of why people are intrigued with this - he's a living, breathing rock star who has found a fresh moment."

How that fresh moment will play out commercially is anyone's guess. Between the current 1990s revival in fashion and music and an affection for occultish, drugged-up aesthetics across hip hop and underground music, it's an appropriate time for a Manson revival. When Kanye West released his stomping 2013 single Black Skinhead, many fans falsely assumed it was based on a sample of Manson's The Beautiful People, and they found the prospect enticing.

Whalley doesn't reasonably expect to sell much more than half a million records worldwide. But by comparison, it took Yeezus seven months to go platinum. "The goals are to have an impact, period, which can mean many different things. [Fans] watch the videos and stream his songs millions of times, the social media engagement is incredible - the music will have [a] reach far beyond commercial sales."

As Manson's assistant, a beefy fellow with a shaved head, finally beckons him off to other obligations, the singer invites this writer to pick up the chat at his house later that weekend. "We've already had this conversation a million times over. Maybe that's what deja vu is - it's just us hearing our echoes from a long time ago," he says. Then, he writes down a number on hotel stationery.

"This is my cell. Come by, and we'll get some eightballs and strippers and have a long night."

He was probably joking. Was he?

The phone number turned out to be for an unknown Uber driver with an automated reply message. Maybe Manson was yanking this writer's chain. Maybe he'd found a side gig as a part-time town car driver.

Whatever the case, as the door to his hotel bedroom closed, Marilyn Manson once again slipped off into the night.

Los Angeles Times