Monday, October 15, 2018
Haunted Overload 2018
Looking as incredible as ever.
Truly the coolest place on Earth.
I wonder if Eric would let my remains be put to rest here...
Now Watching: Fog Tests
I was testing my fog machines yesterday, as Halloween just wouldn't be the same without clouds of fog moving through the neighborhood. Both checked out just fine, but I became aware of just how odd Haunting must be to the outsider. I thought of this as I grew bored and pointed the fog machine into my garage and let it look like a house fire was starting.
Click below for a VERY cool fog test I found... total fog envy.
Was This Wisconsin Town Terrorized By A Werewolf?
Found on the Small Town Monsters Twitter.
Funny to watch this old Inside Edition from the 90s after viewing the awesome Bray Road Beast documentary.
Click below...
Sunday, October 14, 2018
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Tuesday, October 9, 2018
The Corruption Of Death
Darkness had no effect upon my fancy, and a churchyard was to me merely the receptacle of bodies deprived of life, which, from being the seat of beauty and strength, had become food for the worm. Now I was led to examine the cause and progress of this decay and forced to spend days and nights in vaults and charnel-houses. My attention was fixed upon every object the most insupportable to the delicacy of the human feelings. I saw how the fine form of man was degraded and wasted; I beheld the corruption of death succeed to the blooming cheek of life; I saw how the worm inherited the wonders of the eye and brain. I paused, examining and analysing all the minutiae of causation, as exemplified in the change from life to death, and death to life, until from the midst of this darkness a sudden light broke in upon me—a light so brilliant and wondrous, yet so simple, that while I became dizzy with the immensity of the prospect which it illustrated, I was surprised that among so many men of genius who had directed their inquiries towards the same science, that I alone should be reserved to discover so astonishing a secret.
Mary Shelley
Now Playing: The 31 Club
This just made my Halloween Season...
The latest release from Halloween at High Noon.
Click below (and purchase!):
Sunday, October 7, 2018
Now Playing: The Bray Road Beast
Woke up today and watched the documentary again. Incredible.
Currently listening to the wonderful score by Brandon Dalo and Chris Dudley.
Click below...
Saturday, October 6, 2018
Done Watching: The Bray Road Beast
Bought this today and LOVED it.
Truly spooky. Looked incredible too. And the score was wonderful.
My highest recommendation...perfect for October viewing.
And it even has a brief moment of wonderful Halloween eye candy.
Friday, October 5, 2018
The 31 Club
Not entirely sure what this countdown is over at the High Noon Records blog, but I'd like a VIP ticket, please...
Thursday, October 4, 2018
Beer And Candles
Thought this was a great photo and a fun excuse to push my favorite candle shop and the official scent of the Pumpkinrot Haunt... SoyNSuds' Anise & Clove candle.
Purple Or Orange
I thought this was GREAT.
Apparently there are LED light strings that can alternate between orange and purple... this Haunter has posted a ton of pics and I have two below.
The Green Ribbon
I posted this creepy short story a while back, but I was thinking about how Halloween really meant something back when I was in grade school and it unlocked a memory.
OCTOBER was the start of an uncontrollable excitement. The decorations went up above and on both sides of the giant chalkboard. Paper cut-outs of pumpkins and autumn leaves and acorns got hung. And they'd devote entire hours to the construction of Halloween crafts... like those cool little napkin ghosts with tissue-ball brains.
There was this one strange/cool teacher who was so incredibly pale and thin, like a living Edward Gorey illustration...
On a particular day in October, she turned the overhead lights in the classroom off. Then she began to read The Green Ribbon to a room of young jittery Halloween-starved children.
She was a soft-spoken woman, but one we all kinda feared/respected. Very elegant in her movements as I think about it. So we hung on every single word...
Once there was a girl named Jenny. She was like all the other girls, except for one thing. She always wore a green ribbon around her neck.
She puts her hand to her neck, and I swear to you she's WEARING A GREEN RIBBON.
There was a boy named Alfred in her class. Alfred liked Jenny and Jenny liked Alfred. One day he asked her, "Why do you wear that ribbon all the time?" "I cannot tell you," said Jenny. But Alfred kept asking, "Why do you wear it?" And Jenny would say, "It is not important."
At this point we're fixated on that ribbon. Wondering where this is all headed. And TRULY unaware that this gentle teacher is telling some sort of ghost story.
Jenny and Alfred grew up and fell in love. One day they got married. After their wedding, Alfred said, "Now that we are married, you must tell me about the green ribbon." "You still must wait," said Jenny. "I will tell you when the right time comes." Years passed. Alfred and Jenny grew old. One day Jenny became very sick. The doctor told her she was dying. Jenny called Alfred to her side. "Alfred," she said, "now I can tell you about the green ribbon. Untie it, and you will see why I could not tell you before."
This story is STILL exciting and cool and wonderful....and even now it's shockingly impressive that something so short can have such incredible tension and suspense... We're all holding our breath with curiosity... We're dying to know what happens. (It's important to note that I have fallen for every M. Night Shyamalan twist in all of his films...)
The teacher begins to slowly undo the ribbon around her neck with her long pale fingers, which now might as well be ghost fingers...
Slowly and carefully, Alfred untied the ribbon, AND JENNY'S HEAD FELL OFF!
We all went completely and absolutely NUTS.
Also worth noting that severed heads and the concept of a headless body really scared me as a kid. So the trauma of that event was permanent and incredible.
Oh the glorious old days of Halloween in grade school. REAL Halloween. With pumpkins, ghosts, witches, and devils.
Wednesday, October 3, 2018
Now Playing: Gypsy Violin (Lovely Thunder)
Never heard this amazingly sad and dark track by Harold Budd. Twenty minutes of longing. I'd like to re-name this track H A L L O W E E N.
Click below to listen (thinking of putting this into the CHURCH playlist for Halloween night)...
Now Playing: In Favila [Ignis Spiritus Version]
This gets really neat, with a Tangerine Dream flavor...
Tuesday, October 2, 2018
2018 Porch: It Begins
No cornstalks yet, but they're coming.
I decided to reuse the tin can scarecrows from my great grandfather's 1921 display.
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