On his eighth album, Manson stifles any improvements to his industrial-glam shtick with some formulaic arrangements. There are traces of Killing Joke on ‘Slo-Mo-Tion’, but variety is routinely curtailed, as on ‘Pistol Whipped’, which begins like PJ Harvey before being swamped by a generic metal sludge. Laziness reaches a slump on a cover of ‘You’re So Vain’, featuring Johnny Depp. Wrapping his rasping voice around a caustic lyric is something Manson’s done many times before; it’s repeated on most of Born Villain, in fact.
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