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I'm going for a personal record for public posts in one month by a friends-only journal.
But this is important, see?
It seems Nothing Records doesn't like the video for (s)AINT. They can't handle Anita Pabst Blue Ribbon, or Marilyn masturbating in a tubful of milk while bleeding from his lovely self-inflicted chest wounds. *stops to ponder that, mouth watering* *blinks at length* Sorry. Where was I? Oh, right.
And being the Little Chicken That Could, Manson shook his fist and said "Curse you, Red Baron! I'll do it myself". And so he did. And so if you want to see the (s)AINT video, you're going to have to order it from here. No big loss, though. $24.99 and you get Lest We Forget: The Best Of, plus a bonus DVD with all the music videos including the ever so tasty (s)AINT video, PLUS a free chance to win an autographed MM lithograph or one of ten autographed masks.
How do I know the video is tasty?
I have smallish .gifs of these. Drop a line if you want a link.
Now that I've just repeated My Self, and now that I'm all methed up, and since I've done my share of daily promotion, and also since it's 6:20am and that is ENOUGH INTERNET ALREADY, I am going to bed. To the bedroom. Ha!
One day I'll update with something pertinent. Amon has joined our ranks. (Do you know I once fucked a boy named Amon? He drove to my house from about 500 miles away. I cut my fingernails into points and every time I talk to him even almost ten years later, he tells me that he still shows the scars on his back to people he meets in bars. Scars and bars, scars and stripes forever. Oh say, can you see?)
Note to self: do not update while high, thanks. -MGMT
But this is important, see?
It seems Nothing Records doesn't like the video for (s)AINT. They can't handle Anita Pabst Blue Ribbon, or Marilyn masturbating in a tubful of milk while bleeding from his lovely self-inflicted chest wounds. *stops to ponder that, mouth watering* *blinks at length* Sorry. Where was I? Oh, right.
And being the Little Chicken That Could, Manson shook his fist and said "Curse you, Red Baron! I'll do it myself". And so he did. And so if you want to see the (s)AINT video, you're going to have to order it from here. No big loss, though. $24.99 and you get Lest We Forget: The Best Of, plus a bonus DVD with all the music videos including the ever so tasty (s)AINT video, PLUS a free chance to win an autographed MM lithograph or one of ten autographed masks.
How do I know the video is tasty?
I have smallish .gifs of these. Drop a line if you want a link.
Now that I've just repeated My Self, and now that I'm all methed up, and since I've done my share of daily promotion, and also since it's 6:20am and that is ENOUGH INTERNET ALREADY, I am going to bed. To the bedroom. Ha!
One day I'll update with something pertinent. Amon has joined our ranks. (Do you know I once fucked a boy named Amon? He drove to my house from about 500 miles away. I cut my fingernails into points and every time I talk to him even almost ten years later, he tells me that he still shows the scars on his back to people he meets in bars. Scars and bars, scars and stripes forever. Oh say, can you see?)
Note to self: do not update while high, thanks. -MGMT