Dance With The Dead In My Dreams...

So i decided to just copy and paste my review of the Slayer-Manson show i caught in California a couple weeks ago.....

I caught Marilyn Manson and Slayer last night in Devore, CA on the Liquid Sphincter Rockstar Energy Drink Corporate Cash-In Mayhem tour. Got there about 630pm so i was a bit late to catch anything on the two side stages. I wanted to check out Cannibal Corpse but oh well...

When you sit through even 30 minutes of bore-fests like Killswitch Engage and Bullet For My Valentine, you really appreciate Slayer's live show. They are still like an air missile attack set to music. Just brilliant. Setlist was like a compressed "best of" with a couple surprises thrown in..

this is a rough draft, i might be a little mixed up about the order of songs...

Darkness Of Christ
Disciple
Jihad
War Ensemble
Psychopathy Red
Chemical Warfare
Mandatory Suicide
Ghost Of War (surprise)
Hell Awaits
Dead Skin Mask
Born Of Fire (another surprise)
Angel Of Death
South Of Heaven
Raining Blood (Or as Gina calls it, Raining Men...Hallelujah.)


Some guy crept on stage in front of Tom and honestly got dropped in one quick punch by Old Man Araya before security pushed him into the pit. Very funny.

During the double-bass drum break in "Angel", Dave Lombardo plays about four times longer than he used to. That son of a bitch is still great.

Jeff Hannemann has a guitar with the Heineken logo that says Hannemann. Cute.

Kerry King still looks he could skull-fuck a rabid pit bull.

The crowd on the lawn where i was were among the scariest people ever. I think they all came from Spahn Ranch. Mosh pits & Bonfires everywhere with the smell of burnt plastic cups which i am still coughing from. One guy moshed thru the fire with his underpants around his ankles and crashed into our friend and i think his python dick left her with a bruised leg. Very ugly women with their tops off. Lots of loud shirtless drunk guys who probably just got released from prison that very morning.

Then a very pudgy, Vegas-throated Manson came out and bored the audience to tears. If his show got any better after half an hour, i wouldn't know. I was already on I 15 north by that time. There were still drunk guys yelling "SLAYER!!!" during his set which made absolutely no sense to me.

I never thought it was fair to compare MM to Alice Cooper, but dear Lord, has he got miles to go before his show ever gets half as entertaining as The Coop's.

All in all, a splendid time. No one...absolutely no one works a crowd into a satanic lather like The Slayers.

Hail Satan!!