You worry too much You make yourself sad You can’t change fate But don’t feel so bad Enjoy it while you can It’s just like the weather So quit complaining brother No one lives forever… Holy crap, we’re 23 days into October, still a week out from Halloween, and I haven’t featured any Oingo Boingo…
I loved my sweet Rosey and she loved me too There was nothin’ for Rosey that I wouldn’t do Her hugs and her kisses they were something devine Gave me reason for working the open pit mine. No Halloween playlist — and I mean it, NO HALLOWEEN PLAYLIST — can be considered a self-respecting Halloween…
The fairy folk have gathered Round the new moon’s shine To see the feller crack a nut At night’s noon time To swing his axe he swears As he climbs he dares To deliver the master stroke If you ask me on any given day what my favorite Queen album is, I’d quickly respond with…
He has no children of his Own you see… He has no dog And he has no friends and His lawn is dying… and What about all those packages He sends. What’s he building in there? Tom Waits’s brilliantly macabre 1999 spoken-word song What’s He Building is absolutely infuriating. Horrifyingly, maddeningly infuriating. Of course, it makes for…
When you came in the air went out And every shadow filled up with doubt I don’t know who you think you are But before the night is through I wanna do bad things with you… I am completely disappointed with myself. Utterly so. I’ve been running this Buttkickin’ Halloween Songs ridiculousness since October 2013 and only…
I heard the sound of voices in the night Spellbound, there was someone calling I looked around, no one was in sight Pulled down, I just kept on falling… So living freakin’ guitar legend Richie Blackmore has spent the better part of the last two decades creating folk/Renaissance music with his wife Candice Night under…
No quoted lyrics this time around. We’re featuring our first instrumental piece of the season. While doing my annual summertime due diligence, where your host starts looking for new and fascinating pieces to feature for our Halloween playlist, I discovered the work of Australian composer Peter Gundry. Gundry has released numerous albums that specialize, according…
Coming this Christmas to a theater near you The most horrifying film to hit the screen There’s a homicidal maniac who finds a Cub Scout troop And he hacks up two or three in every scene… Howling winds. Screaming victims. Backwards messages. Impending doom. And a chilling final minor chord on piano that lingers like…
Veiled comes the daylight through the glass In the never-ending rain This is no friend of mine Stalking the comfort within Any one of two dozen Opeth masterpieces could dot this particular landscape. Heck, almost anything from Blackwater Park would do just fine, and I’d love to devote an entire post to that album sometime.…
That blue-eyed girl She said “no more” That blue-eyed girl Became blue-eyed whore… The song equally intrigues me and freaks me the hell out, which by any measure makes for one buttkickin’ Halloween song, hence how we end up here. Down By The Water was my introduction to PJ Harvey well over two decades ago,…