Friday, February 6, 2009
Now Playing: Megaptera
I love the harsh beauty of Megaptera's The Curse of the Scarecrow. It's my favorite album by this group.
Listen to samples here (especially Don't Desecrate the Dead)
Thursday, February 5, 2009
The Halloween Tree
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
The Next In Line
Classic Film Scarecrows
A great moment from the original PLANET OF THE APES.
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UFO Makers
Years ago, I lived near the Wanaque reservoir in northern New Jersey. I would always find myself driving the winding hilly roads near those miles and miles of water. I was a subscriber to WEIRD NEW JERSEY magazine and had loaded up on stories of the Wanaque UFO sightings in the 60s. The area was super creepy at night. Especially around the dam, where the sightings supposedly took place.
My brother and I built a triangle out of red glow sticks and tied it to a bunch of those aluminum-looking balloons and drove the thing up to the dam late one winter night. We decided to suspend a birthday cake candle at the very bottom and light it at both ends. The ballast was perfect and the thing slowly drifted away from the car and over the water. The red from the glow sticks was reflecting off of the shiny balloons. The candle was flickering like mad and was about to blow out. A car was approaching as we sped away. As we passed the car, we looked back and saw their brake lights as the car came to a complete stop. They must have spotted the UFO. With perfect timing, the cheap string we were using to suspend the triangle snapped. With a strange vertical flash, the craft took a nose dive into the dark and disappeared.
Success.
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Joy To The Weird
The brilliant animated art of Graham Annable.
Joy to the Weird
Sasquatch
Day Off
and my personal favorite:
The Hidden People
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
Ghoul
It would be neat to build all-season props and place them around a large yard and watch the effects of growing vines, hot sun, or snow and ice.
Plastic Masks
One of my earliest costume memories would be of Casper. That friendly ghost. Having a brother and uncreative parents meant that we both would be Casper that year. We should have strapped ourselves together and gone as Caspers the Siamese Ghosts.
My father, always trying to feel inventive and help those that aren't in need of help, got a pair of scissors and cut the eye holes and mouth holes on our masks to enable better seeing and breathing - two things that, to him, the mask manufacturers missed. Even at that early age I can remember feeling stupid with most of my face hanging out of Casper's face. The sharp edges left by my father's hack job probably didn't tickle, but I can't remember that detail, thankfully.
I'll have to get my hands on the old photo albums at my parents' and scan a bunch of Halloween shots. The Casper ones in particular.

Here's a kid that had a lesser father who left the mask intact.
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