In which Courtney Douds communes with the poet of misspent suburban youth. I predict this to be the least ironic post ever written for Bwog. This past Tuesday, I attended the first of two concerts given by the band Marilyn Manson and their infamous frontman of the same name at the Hammerstein Ballroom. And though […]
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