Buttkickin’ Halloween Songs: “Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck” — Prong (1994)

Nothing breeds more contempt for this worldThan memories now formedEvery moment a new seedIs grown to no reason the trouble unfoldsFor the trials of todayI’m no jury really don’t care how you feelThe pleasant notion of miraculous changeDrifts into multiple jeers, jeers, jeers You want the good life, you break your backYou snap your fingers,…

Buttkickin’ Halloween Songs: “Open Water” — King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard (2017)

Open waterWhere’s the shore gone?Held, I falterOpen waterI know, the seaWill bury meAnd all I see isOpen water… So picture it: a lovely day on the ocean. You head out for a swim, or a dive, or maybe just to flex your newfound sense of adventure. The sun’s high, the horizon’s endless, the world feels…

Buttkickin’ Halloween Songs: “Banjo Odyssey” — The Dead South (2014)

Tore up the restraining orderI don’t care, I’m comin’ overWhat your daddy said isn’t goin’ over too wellDon’t you know not to kiss and tell? Mother said, she’s my brother’s daughterAnd I don’t even know who’s my fatherI guess she’s my cousinBut she needs some sweet lovin’ anyway.. Well we’re a few days out from…

Buttkickin’ Halloween Songs: “Killers” — Iron Maiden (1981)

You walk through the subwayHis eyes burn a hole in your backA footstep behind youHe lunges prepared for attackScream for mercyHe laughs as he’s watching you bleedKiller behind youHis blood lust defies all his needs… That’s the thing about Iron Maiden, though;they were pre-designed for Halloween playlists. Hell, their entire iconography feels like a master…

Buttkickin’ Halloween Songs: “Lucifer Sam” — Pink Floyd (1967)

Lucifer Sam, Siam catAlways sitting by your sideAlways by your sideThat cat’s something I can’t explain Jennifer Gentle you’re a witchYou’re the left sideHe’s the right side, oh no!That cat’s something I can’t explain… I was wondering when I was gonna get around to Pink Floyd’s Lucifer Sam. It feels like, except among Floyd fans…

Buttkickin’ Halloween Songs: “Steel and Glass” — John Lennon (1974)

This is a story about your friend and mine(“Who is it, who is it, who is it?”)There you stand with your L.A. tanAnd your New York walk and your New York talkYour mother left you when you were smallBut you’re going to wish you wasn’t born at allSteel and glass, steel and glass… OK, so……