Eat Me, Drink Me Reviews

There was a time when MM used to be scary, or at least make your skin crawl. Now that the grandiose has been dealt with, MM takes you into his rotting inner self, making Eat Me, Drink Me his most personal (and boring as hell) release to date. The artwork, arguably more important now than ever in the age of downloads, isn’t nearly as interesting as before, just Manson in various melodramatic poses. In the end, Eat Me, Drink Me comes off subtle, barely creepy and fairly predictable, with only MM, ex-KMFDMer Tim Skold and a drum machine on hand—carving drummer Ginger Fish out of the mix makes for too much rigor mortis