A wonderfully dark, atmospheric soundscape from Ulf Söderberg, aka Sephiroth, from 2005. And with the Gregorian chanting, this would make an incredible audio track for a haunt video. Just sayin'...
Not much going on in the post-Halloween Cemetery, but we braved the Lake Erie snow machine last night and made it up to the Beachland Ballroom in Cleveland to catch Red Fang, Torche and Whores. All three bands killed it! A few more dates left to go on their tour, so go check them out if they happen to play your town...
Have you all been good girls and boys this year? If not, you'll be visited tonight by Krampus, the European cloven-hooved, goat-demon who punishes bad children during this holiday season. With a flick of his long tongue and a lash from his birch branched switch, you'll be placed into the basket upon his back and transported to Hell to receive reprimand for all of your misdeeds...
An ode to the Lovecraftian lore of Shub Niggurath, Black Goat of the Woods was conceived as "the soundtrack from some lost low budget horror movie, rediscovered on an old and faded VHS cassette found mouldering in a deserted house in the depths of the woods."
Black Goat of the Woods pays homage to the dark denizen of the nocturnal glades, and is a true paean to backwoods horror.
Composed/decomposed by Black Mountain Transmitter, December 2008 - October 2009.
We just got back from our first family vacation down to Disney World in Orlando, Florida, and what a time it was! It seems like only yesterday that we were wrapping up Halloween, and now we were already hopping into the car to go celebrate the start of the Christmas season with Mickey and friends. And while everything there was already set up for Christmas, I was still able to find a few spooky-themed elements amongst it all (this IS a Halloween blog after all, and I was still in full Halloween mode!)...
We ended up camping at Fort Wilderness Resort and the first thing I noticed was all the wonderfully eerie trees draped with long strands of creepy Spanish Moss. I could have collected a metric ton of this stuff and brought it back to use in next year's haunt display. No one else seemed to notice, but I was constantly looking up into the trees...
Cinderella's Castle was lit with various holiday colors, but at certain angles and certain color combinations and shadows, it gave off a slightly less cheerful vibe.
Squawking blackbirds were perched all around the Fort Wilderness marina...
And an incredible animated steampunk dragon made its way to one of the Main Street parades.
We took a day to visit Epcot Center as well. No visit would be complete without a stop at the Mexico village, complete with a full collection of Dia De Los Muertos sugar skulls and figurines.
And finally, yes OF COURSE we visited the Haunted Mansion! It was the highlight of the entire trip, especially for a haunter like myself. I couldn't wait to experience it with my 4-year-old-son for the first time.
Once inside, he was a bit frightened by the darkness and creepiness of all the ghosts, but he didn't cry and made it through the ride with flying colors! I was so proud of him!! I shot some of the incredible tombstones around the house before the ride itself, but wasn't able to shoot much inside, as I was making sure to keep an eye on the little guy...
When hinges creak in doorless chambers
and strange and frightening sounds echo through the halls,
Whenever candle lights flicker,
Where the air is deathly still.
That is the time when ghosts are present,
practicing their terror with ghoulish delight...
And if you happen to make it to the Haunted Mansion yourself, why not visit Memento Mori, the gift shop just outside the Mansion's exit and get yourself some cool shirts and the official soundtrack CD like we did! And while you are paying at the main register, why not stop and check out the last page on the guest registry booklet at the counter for a good laugh... Yes, I am a dork.
A cold, weathered hand pierces the rust-laden earth of a late autumn night. Reanimated decay becomes the evening's guide. Masked faces bask in the fiery glow of a jack-o-lantern's illumination. A lifeless finger points the direction toward the next porch-lit house. For this is the night of ghouls and goblins and tricks and treats. This is the night of Hallowe'en...
