Eat Me, Drink Me
Interscope
Sounds like: The Cooper/Bowie love child finally makes good
Short take: An album to sink your teeth into
For those music fans who rightfully view Marilyn Manson's work as all controversial glitz over compelling musical substance, here's a wake-up call. The "Antichrist Superstar" has not only released his most focused and accessible album to date in Eat Me, Drink Me, but he has seemingly overcome any depression associated with his recent divorce. (New squeeze Evan Rachel Wood must help.) Kicking off the album in great style is the anthemic "If I Was Your Vampire" and the Bowie-esque "Putting Holes in Happiness." For well over a decade, Manson has been viewed as an alt-rock/alt- metal novelty a modern-day Alice Cooper without the tunes. At the very least, Eat Me, Drink Me confirms Manson isn't a joke. The only question remaining is whether naysayers will think differently. John Benson
Carry On
Interscope
Sounds like: A black hole of banality
Short take: A grunge icon falls on hard times
Chris Cornell is a tease. A career that began promisingly, with his bluesy Andy Wood homage Temple of the Dog and, of course, much-lauded '90s band Soundgarden, has yielded one disappointing experience after another in recent years. First, his 1999 solo album Euphoria Morning, was lackluster. And then he recoiled into the safe haven of Audioslave. But now Cornell has "rebounded" with Carry On, a shallow alt-rock effort that lacks guitar punch and songwriting appeal. Forget about the obscure bluesy cover of "Billie Jean" (yep, that "Billie Jean"), or the recent James Bond contribution, "You Know My Name." The remaining tracks are, sadly, as unforgettable as a Scott Stapp solo album. Whatever momentum and promise Cornell created in the early '90s has all but dissipated, 15 years later, into disappointment. John Benson
Human the Death Dance
Epitaph
Sounds like: More, better Personal Journals
Short take: Underground hip-hop's poet laureate seethes anew
Human the Death Dance, Sage Francis' fourth album, is the closest studio approximation of his live show yet. As such, it's marked by a scattershot variety where anything and everything's included, a portrait of a genre-hopping emcee clearly disinterested in sameness. We have songs like "Got Up This Morning," produced by Buck 65, which is more warbling country than hip-hop, followed by the dramatically orchestral a capella two- verse "Good Fashion," and then the growling beat-heavy narrative "Clickety Clack." This is the way of Human. All over the place all of the time, Francis is explosive on all subjects, whether lamenting failed relationships or castigating the state of the world. So scattershot, Human is Sage's most stymieing album yet, and possibly his most rewarding. Matt Martin
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