STOP (originally posted December 28)

manson yells out from behind control deck A into the jagged microphone that broke off when balder was editing the rhianna record or some stupid shit.

"You cant fucking just tell me stop in the middle of my best work!" I scream at him.

Manson is laughing but he stopped pressing the button and i cant hear anything anymore.

I bet we spent a grand today alone on fucking glass.... Mirrors, toys, all kinds of shit to break for the record. Manson said he wanted "genuine violence". And to me, that means I need to actually break some shit. I remember watching beaven mixing the loop we did for the toys breaking and it sounded fuckin awful.

I put my finger to my head like a gun
and manson mouths "shoot"

Im glad he likes this , we spent valuable mixing time dicking around at the hardware store like we were in middle school again. me and this ten foot black haired guy in glasses and a cabbie hat. Like a cab driver with gigantism. A goth robert wadlow. and im half mexican, so i am barely 5 ft 8.
anyway.

The ride back to the studio was fun because arlan called manson as e as a joke and we had to stop at a "toy store" for vibrators. manson and i played with the vibrators in the rental car for the next two hours and then manson's phone vibrated, a text: "fucking hurry" and it was time to drop me off at my lot.

"You better fucking break your bones too for this record."

you fuck. Im not getting paid enough.

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