Showing posts with label absinthe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label absinthe. Show all posts

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Manson tries to hide how much he's taken fans for

He might like to shock people with, ooh, his eyeliner and stuff, but there's one shock that Marilyn Manson doesn't want to spring on people: just how much cash he's made from dressing up like a Target Halloween demon every day.

He's trying to stop the legal team representing disgruntled former goth-in-arms Stephen Bier from forcing financial details into the public realm as part of their bid to claw back some earnings:

"A protective order is necessary to protect the confidentiality of that information against competitors and from the media and to preclude the plaintiff from using Manson's confidential information for improper purposes," the motion states.

Bier's response misses the point a little:
"Manson lives his life in the public eye," a filing opposing the defense's motion states. "He communicates frequently with the press regarding his personal affairs, openly discusses his frequent drug use, his failed marriage with burlesque model Dita Von Teese, his current relationship with actress Evan Rachel Wood, and his wild, rock 'n' roll lifestyle."

He also drinks absinthe and openly discusses his friends' and band members' sexual proclivities, as well, Bier claims.

We've not quite been able to puzzle out why drinking absinthe means that everyone has, automatically, a right to see your bank statements.


Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Marilyn Manson: His booze is shocking

There's something very teenage about absinthe - the rumours about its supposed effects (yes, you'll see things after drinking enough of it; but if you drink enough vinegar from a pickled onion jar you'll eventually see things); the tiresome rituals around having a glass (like undergraduates having a bit of weed); the belief that drinking it somehow connects you to art and literature and makes you more interesting.

So, it's not surprising that Marilyn Manson has launched his own brand of absinthe - he's not brewing it himself, but he has done some of his drawings for the label.

The question is, though: is it any good?

No, reckon the experts at Epicurious, giving it a low mark at testing:

"Serve this slightly chilled at your next holiday party, along with that old, stale Stollen"

The No. 1 problem was the aroma, which some verbally compared to sewage water or swamp mud, but with the exception of a lone taster, the panel felt it wasn't really worth wading through the odor to get to mediocre flavor anyway.

Ah well. Maybe Manson could do a hook-up with Diamond White Cider instead.