Bats flying, flying in eternal night,
From the river to the cave,
To wheel against the twilight,
Singing songs of the witch’s slave,
Red eyes–blood red–screams in the night!
–SONG OF THE VAMPIRE BATS
Ancient purple eyes see and comprehend,
Countless fires carved across your cosmic plains,
Whisper to me, tell me all that I have sought for in vain,
Before my mortal quest has come to an eternal end.
Let me see, let me feel the Universe at my eternal end!
–PURPLE IMMORTAL
The chuckle with which he said this, and the chuckle with which he paid for the Turkey, and the chuckle with which he paid for the cab, and the chuckle with which he recompensed the boy, were only to be exceeded by the chuckle with which he sat down breathless in his chair again, and chuckled till he cried. —Charles Dickens (A Christmas Carol)
‘Now the web had filled the entire tomb. It ran and glistened with a hundred changing hues, it dripped with glories drawn from the spectrum of dissolution. It bloomed with ghostly blossoms, and foliages that grew and faded as if by necromancy. The eyes of Grotara were blinded; more and more he was meshed in the weird web. Unearthly, chill as the fingers of death, its gossamers clung and quivered upon his face and hands.’ –Clark Ashton Smith (The Weaver in the Vault)
‘“None have understood it, not even those who experience the like. It is a chillness, a want of earnestness, a feeling as if what should be my heart were a thing of vapor, a haunting perception of unreality! Thus seeming to possess all that other men have, all that men aim at, I have really possessed nothing, neither joy nor griefs. All things, all persons,—as was truly said to me at this table long and long ago,—have been like shadows flickering on the wall. It was so with my wife and children, with those who seemed my friends: it is so with yourselves, whom I see now before one. Neither have I myself any real existence, but am a shadow like the rest.’
–Nathaniel Hawthorne (The Christmas Banquet)
New Christmas music and more Ebenezer Scrooge misadventures on the way!!
“Where have you been Robinson Crusoe?”– Charles Dickens (A Christmas Carol)
‘He joined her.’ –E.F. Benson (The Terror by Night)
HALLOWEEN ALL THE TIME still howling away through Halloween and beyond!!!
MAGIC RUNS DEEP releasing NOVEMBER 6th!!!!!
HALLOWEEN ALL THE TIME is hopping away!!!
New album release November 6th for ‘MAGIC RUNS DEEP’!!!
HALLOWEEN ALL THE TIME is rocking away for HALLOWEEN!!!! check out the album on Spotify, YouTube, Apple…Hell everywhere!!!
For all the rest of my life, in outward form I was to be that man! —H. P. Lovecraft (The Wicked Clergyman)
“Yes, they had horns and other changes to them.” The whole crowd went deathly silent. No one dared say a word after hearing about the Claunes having horns. To ease everyone, “It might have been in-breeding folks. Not the supernatural stuff all of you have on your minds.” –Jeffrey LeBlanc (The Cats of Belle Rouge)
Peer into Pan’s dark abyss
Madness in a frightful kiss
Eyes that burn like fire’s blaze
Lost within his wicked maze
–Jeffrey LeBlanc (Where the Shadows Dwell)
‘That the thing was all a dream is beside the point. We have fallen in dreams before, but it is well known that if in one of those falls you ever hit the ground—you die:’ –Lord Dunsany (Lobster Salad)
Jeffrey LeBlanc 