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Wednesday, August 28, 2013
How's The Rain On The Rhubarb: A Lifetime Love Affair With Horror And How It Began
William Castle knew how to turn a fright-show buck. This king of the b movie gimmick thrilled theater goers with his hokey yet effective over the top cinematic antics. As the wackiness of his films played on screen the slyness of his carnival hucksters mind came to life in the audience. The show goers involvement was crucial during a Castle screening and examples of these ruses accompanied such films as 1959's 'The Tingler' with it's electrified theater seats that literally shocked movie viewers, or The Fright Break from 1961's 'Homicidal' which provided horrified patrons the opportunity to flee the theater, of course the catch to this charade was the humiliation of being handed a Coward’s Certificate on your way out the door. The mind of William Castle was truly unique but it was his involvement in 1968's 'Rosemary's Baby' that will forever endear him to me. 'Rosemary's Baby' is horror at it's best. A 136 minute ode to trusting innocence betrayed, mixed with good old fashioned good vs evil sensibility, that works its way into your psyche to make you think this could be true. In the lexicon of horror greatness this film will always be one of the reasons to love the genre.
Another pusher of the low-budget realm of fear is Roger Corman. This cinematic legend found a place in my heart when I was a mere toddler. It was his 1960 farce of a masterpiece 'The Little Shop of Horrors' that opened my minds eye to the macabre forever. This film has been colorized, bastardized, and turned into one wonderful musical both on stage and screen, but to me it will always be the original Corman production featuring whimpering man-child Seymore Krelboyne played to perfection by Jonathan Haze, sleazy skid row business man Gravis Mushnick embodied by the wonderful Mel Welles, and a Carnivorous Styrofoam Plant voiced by screenwriter Charles B. Griffith screaming feed me that left me forever wanting more thrills and hopefully terror if only of the pretend variety.
Simulated fear is the ultimate release whether it be achieved by diving into the deepest end of the ocean or dropping helplessly through the air toward the unforgiving ground below it still pushes the same thrill buttons in the human subconscious. Luckily my vicarious love of all things fear was given flight at the hands of imagination and some well crafted celluloid lunacy. Your feet stay dry and grounded but your heart pounds just the same.
William Castle knew how to turn a fright-show buck. This king of the b movie gimmick thrilled theater goers with his hokey yet effective over the top cinematic antics. As the wackiness of his films played on screen the slyness of his carnival hucksters mind came to life in the audience. The show goers involvement was crucial during a Castle screening and examples of these ruses accompanied such films as 1959's 'The Tingler' with it's electrified theater seats that literally shocked movie viewers, or The Fright Break from 1961's 'Homicidal' which provided horrified patrons the opportunity to flee the theater, of course the catch to this charade was the humiliation of being handed a Coward’s Certificate on your way out the door. The mind of William Castle was truly unique but it was his involvement in 1968's 'Rosemary's Baby' that will forever endear him to me. 'Rosemary's Baby' is horror at it's best. A 136 minute ode to trusting innocence betrayed, mixed with good old fashioned good vs evil sensibility, that works its way into your psyche to make you think this could be true. In the lexicon of horror greatness this film will always be one of the reasons to love the genre.
Another pusher of the low-budget realm of fear is Roger Corman. This cinematic legend found a place in my heart when I was a mere toddler. It was his 1960 farce of a masterpiece 'The Little Shop of Horrors' that opened my minds eye to the macabre forever. This film has been colorized, bastardized, and turned into one wonderful musical both on stage and screen, but to me it will always be the original Corman production featuring whimpering man-child Seymore Krelboyne played to perfection by Jonathan Haze, sleazy skid row business man Gravis Mushnick embodied by the wonderful Mel Welles, and a Carnivorous Styrofoam Plant voiced by screenwriter Charles B. Griffith screaming feed me that left me forever wanting more thrills and hopefully terror if only of the pretend variety.
Simulated fear is the ultimate release whether it be achieved by diving into the deepest end of the ocean or dropping helplessly through the air toward the unforgiving ground below it still pushes the same thrill buttons in the human subconscious. Luckily my vicarious love of all things fear was given flight at the hands of imagination and some well crafted celluloid lunacy. Your feet stay dry and grounded but your heart pounds just the same.
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Friday, June 28, 2013
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Update...
First off, I want to Thank You All for taking the time to listen to me sing. Secondly, I want to let everyone know how much stronger it has made me to be able to share these little tunes. And lastly, there will be so much more to come. I am incredibly blessed in so many glorious ways that I would never laugh in the face of all my benefit...so I will keep singing despite any fear or negativity that comes my way. Huge love to everyone and a heaping round of positivity on me :-)
Thursday, June 6, 2013
"Diamonds and Rust"
"Pure Imagination"
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
"Young at Heart"
Saturday, June 1, 2013
"Send in The Clowns"
Sadly, Bill wasn't the key to every lock that held my sad emotional turmoil. So in my late forties I set about on a tumultuous journey to find that key. And quite frankly I think I have gone a bit mad.
"The Rainbow Conection"
Remember how it felt when we were children...Saturday mornings gave us the best television ever, even the commercials were all about us. There we sat pj's still on, glued to the TV, cereal bowl in hand filled with the sweetest mix of grain as confection that our parents would allow us to enjoy. We loved it.
I hope this song from the original 1979 film "The Muppet Movie" can help relax you into a nostalgic sense of remembering a wonderfully carefree time when we were young and believed we could have it all and live forever.
Friday, May 31, 2013
"If you could read my mind"
He was a boy I had known all my life. He had always been something special to me. I was an only child and so was he. His mother and my father worked together and our families were close in many ways. I chased my little blond haired love from the time I could walk. He hated it and I didn't care...he was my Christodor.
Years pasted and I drove this light eyed boy mad. I took his toys and knocked him down. I even sang to him as he ran from me. He was a proud young man who embarrassed easily at the hands of this dark haired chubby girl. If we were in the same place at the same time he was doomed. For the first 11 years of my life I drove him crazy, but in my 12th year on this planet it was he that began to torment my brain.
Thursday, May 30, 2013
"Smile"
"Somewhere"
"Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered"
Anyone who knows me knows that this song could be about me and the men I love. Yes, 'I've done pretty well I think'...although men as a whole have pretty much undone me. I guess I'm destined to die a sad romantic.
"Songs My Mother Taught Me"
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
"What I Did For Love"
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
"Both Sides Now"
I was a very lucky girl in my youth. I met and held dear a wonderful group of friends. I loved them all dearly and counted each and every one of them as family. Sadly though, due to my own confused young adult life I ran from them, and what a mistake that was. I missed them all so much, but my steadfast pride kept me from going 'home'.
I have the internet and more specifically that little social network that could, Facebook, to thank for the reunion I could never on my own have 'manned' up to. Long story short, and an infinite number of logged phone hours later, all the kindred spirits are back where they should be. Like I said I am one lucky girl.
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