Devil's Music

87th iteration: Visual shock (4)

The next day.

Gun came to the studio where Manson's band was filming a song. When Tim Button invited me to his house, I had to stay alone in an empty house, so there was no alternative. Tim Button was sitting in the supervisor-only seat, looking at the bands dressed as slithers, and Gun was sitting next to Tim Button, picking up Haku, playing the guitar, watching Manson's new song, Sad Devil Gamygyn.

The case looked at the sheet music and thought,

‘The feeling of the lyrics and the feeling of the song are different. What do you make of it? ’

Gun read the lyrics on the front page of the sheet.

♪ There was a boy so beautiful ♪

There was a beautiful boy.

♪ The day when the curse was darker than darkness ♪

The day he was cursed, darker than darkness.

Lucifer reached out to the boy.

Lucifer reached out to the boy.

♪ The boy went to heaven with Lucifer ♪

The boy followed Lucifer to heaven.

♪ The angel boy wanted to be happy for everyone ♪

The boy who became an angel wanted everyone to be happy.

♪ One day, the fallen Lucifer said, Let's go with me ♪

One day, a corrupt Lucifer said, "Come with me."

Come with me, let them fall

(Come with me, to corrupt them)

lead them out of His light

Lead them out of his light.

♪ now is the time to forget him

It's time to forget about him.

Gun pulls out a pen, checks the sheet music, and thinks:

‘The lyrics clearly speak of the boy's sadness in Part A, and in Savvy Part it seems that Lucifer speaks to the boy, why is the color of all the notes on the sheet gray? What is it about this song of unclear chaos that you want to make people feel? ’

Tim Button stared at the sheet music with a serious look on his face.

Tim Button quietly calls for Manson dressed in a hand gesture. Manson, who was wearing makeup, looked at the team button, and he pointed his finger at the gun. When Manson sees the case, he looks slightly surprised and calls for a dress up crisis next door.

“Twitch, look. Kay's looking at the sheet music. Seeing you holding a pen in your hand, you're up to something. ”

Twisted Lamirez, who had a Dreadlock pump on his long hair, was half dressed and looked at the case with a more bizarre face. His pride was worth touching the song he wrote, but the expression of the crisis was rather joyful.

“Manson, if Kay's doing the choreography, why don't we re-record it? ”

Manson nods as if it were natural.

“You can try again if you really want. If you let me. ”

Manson cautiously thanked Twist for making the difficult choice. In fact, Twist had left the band in 2000 in a musical clash with Manson. Following Marilyn Manson's escalation, the crisis returned to the band in 2009, but her performance was still poor. But Manson was always careful about what he said to him because he was thankful that a trusted ally of Twilight had come back.

Manson silently presses his index finger against his mouth as he looks at the other members chattering in makeup next to him. The new song MR flowing inside the set was also stopped by the team button gesturing to the choreography. While the gun was focused on the sheet music, the inside of the set turned quietly as if it were a rat, and all the steps remained fixed to the pen where the gun was moving.

Having not noticed these changes, I did not stop thinking.

‘In order to make the lyrics feel alive, in addition to the devil's unique chaos, there must be a mixture of black representing grief and blue representing grief. If it were me, the beginning of Part A of the introduction would give a beautiful tune to Arpeggio, and the beginning of the lyrics would bring sorrow and chaos to the first Savvy. What happens if you fix it like that? ’

Gun fixes the sheet music as he sees fit. The sheet gradually shifts from a gray side view to a mix of black and blue as the pen moves. The case turned to the next page and saw the lyrics in Part B.

The boy wandered through the bounds of death, on the earth full of sin, with the soul expelled.

The boy was banished from his soul and wandered across the frontier of death on a land filled with sin.

The endless battle and the unstoppable boredom of immortality have made the boy oblivious.

(Endlessly repeating battles and unrelenting right to immortality cost the boy endlessly.)

The boy told Lucifer, is this right?

(The boy said to Lucifer, is this right?)

‘This is where the real sadness and chaos are mixed up. ’

The pen moves again. So I heard Haku edit the end of the sheet music. I didn't sing, but I played a part in the guitar's leaf. Manson was slightly surprised by the crisis of fixing his gaze in the hands of the cord.

“Manson, I think that's one more finger on our cord. Well, what difference does a change make? That sounds like a lot of dirt. ”

Manson nodded, nodding his head while fixing his gaze at the gun.

“I think so, you know? That he's a genius. I think we're almost done. Let's go together. ”

As Manson and the Twilight approached, he raised his head to play Haku.

“Oh, Mr. Manson, Mr. Ramirez. ”

Manson smiles and pushes out his hand.

“Haha, what are you so focused on? Can I see it, too? ”

Gun looks slightly sorry at Manson's hand.

“Oh, I see. I'm sorry, I overstepped. ”

The crisis takes a step forward and heads out toward the sheet music.

“No, I'm just really curious. Let's see, shall we? ”

Tim Button smiled, smiling as he looked at the music as if he couldn't do it.

“You're not awake yet? Who you are. ”

Tim Button, who was looking at Manson with his jaw bent as if he had lost interest when he saw the team button, told Manson and Tweak reading the sheet music in a frenzy.

“Manson, Twitch. Are you guys just gonna shoot in this outfit and this set? ”

Manson, who couldn't take his eyes off the score, looked up at the team button.

“Yes? It's not like that? ”

Tim Button snapped his chin and said,

“Why do you think you guys don't get excited? Because you don't like the music? It's true, but it's certainly a little different from your earliest days. ”

The crisis looked at the team button and asked.

“Do you see any other problems, Tim? ”

Tim Button pulls out his chin and raises his index finger.

“You clichés?), right? ”

The crisis said with a slightly depressing face.

“You know, cliché without novelty. We are also trying to destroy Marilyn Manson's unique cliché. ”

Tim Button tapped the camera's monitor with his finger.

“Do people who want to destroy clichés dress up like this? ”

Gun looks around the set. In the dark gray light, the snow field was spread out on the floor, and there were branches with no leaves everywhere, but ugly trees. Turning his head to Manson and Twist, he was wearing a purple lipstick on his white face and a Manson costume on a dark eyeline.

Manson shrugged his shoulders with a slightly unfair look.

“This is the color of our Marilyn Manson, Tim. Demonic and recessive. You know where our band's name comes from, right? ”

Tim Button twitched his jaw again.

“You know, it's a combination of Marilyn Monroe and Charles Milles Manson for sex symbols. It's your color to be recessive and violent. So?”

Manson said, touching his costume and makeup.

“That's our color. So I'm dressing up like this. ”

Tim Button glanced at Manson and said,

“I don't know music. But I know your music video. This set, that costume, what's different from the 2,000-year-old music video of The Nobodies? ”

The crisis nodded.

“I know, something like that. So, what do we do, dress up as angels? ”

Tim Button wrinkled his index finger and said:

“Angels? They're so fresh. Who do you think will tell me they're fresh when the devil disguises themselves as angels? ”

Manson said with a disgruntled expression.

“What am I supposed to do? ”

Tim Button sat comfortably on his back on the chair.

“Cliche. Do you really want to destroy it?" Nothing musical, of course. That would be your pride. Visually. ”

Twitch and Manson nodded at the same time, and Tim Button leaned forward.

“Be a normal person. Don't dress up. Suit up and tidy up. ”

Manson and Twitch were slightly surprised, then looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

“I'm fine.”

Tim Button flicked his finger and said:

“If you don't mind, we'll put it into practice. Try dressing up again. I'll touch Set. ”

When Tim Button got up from his seat, Manson grabbed his shoulder.

“Wait a minute, Tim. Just give me a minute. ”

As Tim Button wrinkled his forehead, he looked at Manson sitting still and said,

“K. This song that you composed. Can we use it? ”

I looked back and forth between Twitch and Manson, slightly surprised. The crisis also nodded and helped.

“Yes, the moment I saw the sheet music, I felt better than the original song. If we keep releasing that album, we're gonna fail at this again. Then you'll really regret this moment. ”

Manson approaches in front of the gun, leaning down and making eye contact with the chair.

“If we fail this time, we may not have a chance. If you'll allow me, I can rerecord while Tim rebuilds the set. You have to turn on the MRI when you're shooting a music video. ”

When the gun sees the team button, he nods and winces.

At last, Tim Button smiled and said as soon as the case came to his senses.

“Okay, let's go record! I'll destroy the whole set and make a new one. ”

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