Torture Gardens

Mass

23rd January 2001

Kiwi meets The God of Fuck

After walking around Camden buying a corset and a mouth bit from the market Marilyn Manson and other band members along with Marilyn's new bit on the side (scrummy little thing she is) Miss Dita Von Tesse made a visit to our well respected Torture Gardens last week at Mass in Brixton. I had the pleasure of having a drink a chat with him. In the flesh and away from the groupies he is a very down to earth guy (little shy would be a fare description) yes he still wears the white face when out topped with a very stylish cowboy hat, one of his many trade marks. He asked if I was going to his concert, I said as it happens I was he said with you (that's me) being in the chair you have excellent seats and viewing area.

I said I was going to be honest I am not a big fan of him although some of his music appeals to me and his response was I cant stand these people that feel that they have to dress like him, he would rather than they worship him that they appreciate and listen to his words and music. (fare comment I thought)

Tuesday the Virgin record mega store in Oxford St had Marilyn and the band signing in the store from 6 in the evening well I thought after talking and taking a few pics of him at TGs why not take the developed pics and give him a signed copy of himself and yours truly (just being cocky really) that would be bit of a switch, (easy as well so I thought) Well I took with me a friend and picked Robin up on the way (he is London Fetish scenes resident photographer) we thought yea get there early have a look around. For someone who is meant to be bit of a nasty bastard and ante everything that we r told as kids is right and good. There had been people camped out side Virgin since early in the morning. Not only that we didn't know at the time but were soon to find out there had been competitions to give away only 500 tickets to gain access to the signing. Oh fuck we thought. Here we were three guys no tickets and just turning up on the off chance that we might be able to spend some time chatting with the band. Absolutely no fuckin chance what's so ever mate was the response from the gentle man standing at the entrance to the store. (more like a very smug little shit) How the hell was I to know I said to Robin. Ok I said hang on lets not give up so a 13 yr. old offered a blow job and still didn't get a ticket and so a lady paid £85 for someone else's ticket and also so what if another offered (now get this I just find this bloody stupid and ridicules) another offered £2000 for a ticket. ( she did not get one YES now I would have loved to see her face when told NO u cant have one) Still here we three were photos in hand just have to try and blagg it. So gob in gear listen mate I said, I rang the store and spoke to someone who said there shouldn't be any trouble getting up to the first floor as you have some pics that Marilyn has asked to see. Ok smug little shit said just let me get someone from the promotions tour team to speak to you.

The long and short of it was we managed to blagg our way in. The only stipulation was we were to be the last in the line of 5oo death looking morbid fans. I didn't see a problem with that unless the band decided to piss off half way through. Sitting at the end (well I cant do anything else but sit can I) of the line every now and then flashing the pics that we had at the fans really taking great pleasure in watching them squirm just to see the pics. (bastards really aren't we I said) We were given drinks asked if everything was ok can they do anything else while we waited (yea big Mac & fries but not so lucky) The guys turned up a little late and after the press got what they wanted the line that wound up and down the shelves of the entire first floor of the store started to move. Near the end and they were still there I was watching the staff to one side and noticed every time one of the band members nodded he ran after the last person that got a signature and took there number, ok what's that all about I asked some really out of place middle age man in a tartan suit with snakeskin shoes, he's offering backstage passes or something (backstage passes or something what a wanker so calm he was) Got to the Marilyn and the band some bloody huge bowling ball said what do you want signed, one piece per person, (ok bubba I said to myself I ain't gonna argue not with you anyway) handed him a signed pi and thrust in the face of the Marilyn the pics from TGs and suddenly everyone stepped back and gave us room. (that's better now everyone fuck off were all going for a curry, I wish) still just lucky Marilyn didn't see his bird sitting on my lap and cuddling me before he signed a pic for the three of us. Anyway getting back to this guy running after everyone that for some reason were only the good looking ones I went up to him and said the boys (as if they were mates of mine now) the boys I said want to see the rest of the pics after the show tomorrow, ok he said if that's what they want, he took our names and told us what to do after the concert then gave all of us a t/shirt as if we were going to go around displaying to the world of god loving England that we meet the antichrist. (was one of those ideas that could be a bad just as it could be a good idea) At that moment I was chuffed and all Robin could say you've got balls and are a Jamey little raspberry.

Concert night made our way to the VIP entrance to collect our back stage passes. Yes sir here you are, ok where is the area for us raspberries oh look over there although it it did cross my mind who was the disabled and who was the mentally disabled out of everyone in the London Docklands Arena. Nick and I made our selves comfortable in what was a bloody good seating area. It was higher than everyone else close to the action and yet away from the flying objects. The supporting bands were firstly Godhead what sort of music did they play (how the hell was I supposed to know It was so fucken load) heavy grunge loads of un understandable sounds to me, but the crowed loved them so they were good. next came Disturbed and I had to laugh when they played a tune that was a remix of Shout from a band called Tears for Fears (god showing my age now) well anyway they were a hit with the crowed. Marilyn was next and from the minute he stepped on the platform there were bodies being hurled and thrown across the crowed (fucken glad I wasn't in the middle of that lot that's all I can say) At one point a so called fan threw a boot at Marilyn, he made the band turn the sound down and then asked who chucked that at me, was that u, if it was you i'm going to fuck your arse, anyone want a fuck in the arse, he said to the crowed, (all that I can say is there are a lot of dirt divers out there) So the concert was a hit, and not only that I managed to have some lovely lady named Tracy sitting on my lap through out the show and I have her number but will probable never use it (yea right if theirs a chance of some fun in it I will) and it doesn't stop there while waiting for everyone to shift there arses out of the stadium some well out off place Swedish bird came and sat next to me, she was suppose to be meeting her sister but no sister to be seen off. (ah victim I think) here you go Mettie have a backstage pass that I just happen to have spare in my pocket. Thank u Kiwi and then came my reward and it was just deserved. (actually it was fucken excellent)

Back stage we got to speak to the members that we hadn't already spoken to us they explained Marilyn was absolutely shagged (more like shagging u mean) One of the band members Johnny 5 was drinking ice tea and after tasting it he wasn't kidding. When asking the band what did they think of the English crowds (in other words did we behave) very reserved compared to the US crowds but all the same they enjoyed participation that we all gave to there performance. I was chatting to one of the members Twiggy how long has Marilyn needed a contact in his left eye if it was a contact at all the colored were not obviously he said but the white was not a contact he had his pigment removed. (why what the hell did he want to do that for but I didn't ask) Overall the concert was enjoyed by myself and many many fans. Well done Marilyn GOD OF FUCK 1, GOD 0

lol, hugs, kisses, tongues, fingers & fists the crazy perverted little raspberry, KIWI XXX

P.S.
Snippet of gossip for all Marilyn Manson fans

It's rumored that MM will be playing a part in a remake of Charlie & the Chocolate Factory and MM will be playing the part of Willie Wonka!

Apparently it's MM's all time favourite film

Pictures have been supplied by Robin from the London Fetish Scene www.LondonFetishScene.com