As a sometime music writer, Marilyn Manson knows the value of mythology. It’s past midnight in California when he phones from his Los Angeles home - a detail that chimes nicely with our perception of shock-rock’s crown prince as a thing that goes bump in the night. He shrugs off the suggestion that he should be in bed, not doing press. “I’m nocturnal,” he says. “I have been completely at a loss for time, because of the circumstances we’re in. And my house has dark window shades, so when I wake up I never know if it’s day or night.”
As we will discover, Manson has found lockdown “mentally devastating”, and despite a three-decade career built on all things macabre he sees little black humour in the mounting death toll from Covid-19. “No. People getting sick and dying, in an uncontrollable fashion they can’t contain, that’s not in any way something I think should be taken lightly. We’re battling a plague that is not of our time. We’ve never experienced something this awful. I understand what you’re saying, in the Antichrist sense of it. But my dream of an apocalypse would be much more interesting and colourful.”
“We’re battling a plague… My dream of an apocalypse would be much more interesting and colourful.”
Marilyn Manson