Dan Deacon, 'Spiderman of the Rings' (Carpark)

Baltimore goofball packs ingenious sonic punch.

Dan Deacon may look like Bill Nye the Science Guy, but he's more like Dr. Demento. This one-man A/V club party makes low-budget electronic pop that's as bizarre as it is uproarious. Deacon's first proper album (after several limited releases) tricks out Devo-esque new wave with eight-bit beats, cartoon sound effects, and munchkin-pitched Ludacris quotes.

On the Cover: Marilyn Manson

After a breakup left him "completely destroyed," Marilyn Manson strikes back with a new (very young) muse, an intensely personal album, and a distaste for crotch panels.
Photos by Richard Burbridge

Black metal gates swing open, and I steer my car up Marilyn Manson's driveway. It's a small hill, and there are odd, looming trees on both sides, forming a canopy, a scary dark tunnel. Manson lives in Chatsworth, a suburb of Los Angeles, it's around 9 P.M. on a moonless March night, and I feel like I'm in a goth version of Sunset Boulevard.

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