By Cintecele Diavolui. Such a weird and wonderful song.
Click on the ancient photo of me as Old Scratch to listen to it.
Thinking back over the years, I'd have to say this was my favorite costume. I mean, it's pretty much the ultimate in Halloween horrors... the top of the food chain in the world of monsters I suppose. I'm betting I was a very subdued Satan. One could say 'bashful' (a label often assigned to me by my parents when I was a kid). There's dignity in silence, I suppose.
I love that the costume designers felt the need to put the Devil's face on the chest. So the Devil is essentially wearing a Devil t-shirt. Sorta garish, and not subdued or bashful at all. Maybe they did that in the event someone wanted to go maskless? But then it would still look like a kid with a Devil t-shirt on and not the actual Prince of Darkness.
Halloween. What a holiday. A small raised-Christian boy out in the streets on a cold last-of-October night, collecting candy from complete strangers. Dressed as Satan. Accompanied by a Ghost and a Ghoul.
Just nothing at all like Halloween.
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