In the middle of the night when the full moon rise I got a funny kind of feelin’ comin’ in my eyes Well, my hair gets long and my eyes turn blue I got long hair growin’ on my fingers too I’m the wolfman, I’m the wolfman baby And if you see me on the…
Cries from the grave resound in my ears They hail from beyond my darkest fears Faces of the past are etched in my brain The women I raped, the men I’ve slain Shades of the dead are sliding on the wall Demons dance in the castle hall… Aw man… the song couldn’t be more Halloween…
I’ve got blisters on my fingers!! Oh, hai guys. Been a while. Any changes in the year since we last met here? Besides The Looming Face of the Apocalypse Staring Us Dead Center In The Eyes Like Some Horrifically Soul-Suckingly Terrifying… Looming Face, I Guess? And here we are at the beginning of October, with…
Introduction I’m not gonna hype this post as some kind of EPIC SHOWDOWN when comparing two essentially similiar Beatles records, because in almost any configuration, the UK Beatles albums were superior to their US counterparts, and that’s pretty much all there is to it. Except for Rubber Soul, which may be the only exception, and…
It’s not over. It can’t be over. No way. But alas kids, here we are, smack dab on All Hallows Eve, the culmination of the entire month of October. Hell, for some (your intrepid narrator included), the culmination of many months of anticipation and celebration. And as such, we celebrate Halloween and another fine season…
I’ve got a bike. You can ride it if you like It’s got a basket, a bell that rings and Things to make it look good I’d give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world I’ll give you anything, ev’rything if…
When I was first constructed back in 1929 They had a hundred scientists, all working overtime They even had a Graveyard Shift on my assembly line Everything happens to me They mixed me up with strangers and they didn’t care what kind They stuck a bolt right through my neck and fastened it behind But…
I’m walking through the other side With the devil trying to take my mind And my soul’s just a silhouette From the ashes of a cigarette Illusions never fake their lies Trick cards fool the eye Carry zeros over ’til they add up Bury tears in the chapters you shut… Look, just because it’s Halloween…
Now when the day goes to sleep and the full moon looks And the night is so black that the darkness cooks And you come creeping around Making me do things I don’t want to do… Hokeyfolks! Guess what? We are now three nights away from Halloween, which of course means we’re in the home…
CULTURE! There’s a couple of options I can exercise when introducing a classical piece. On one hand, I can do a basic recap of the song which acts as little more than a watered-down Wikipedia entry. Or I can talk about the song itself and what it means to me and why I feel it’s…