Tiki Surfer Witches Want My Blood (and I’m not complaining)

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Tiki Surf Witches Want BloodIf you know me personally then you’ll know I have a bit of an obsession with anything Tiki related and I love a good cocktail. So I was kind of thrilled that, while I was searching the internet for Tiki stuff in preparation for a project I’m working on (which may never see the light of day, but hey) I came across a comic book whose story is not only 100% Tiki, but includes cocktail recipes as part of its modus-operandi and features more gratuitous boobs than Game Of Thrones.

Tiki Surf Witches Ritual

Tiki Surfer Witches Want Blood wasn’t that easy to track down. I first came across a search that took me to Amazon to buy an ebook version, but I struggled to find a physical copy and after a bit more searching found that it was published by Sex And Monsters. Continue reading →

HORROR? WHY NOT? A LIFETIME OBSESSION WITH THE MACABRE: PART TWO.

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pan book horror stories 7For a few years during my childhood my mother accidentally went out with a man who thought that sending me to boarding school was a really good idea. From the age of nine to thirteen I spent most of the week wondering who I would be going to spend the weekend with, as the man also thought it was a good idea to live in France leaving me unable to see my mother for weeks at a time. It was down to a handful of relations and school-friend’s families to look after me from Saturday to Sunday during the school term.

My grandparents lived fairly close to the school and occasionally my grandfather would rescue me for the weekend in his little white Mini, but this meant two days of keeping myself entertained as grandmother was riddled with Parkinsons disease and watched soaps like Coronation Street and grandfather spent most of his life in the garden shed with a soldering iron and a collection of ham radios. A weekend with the grandparents was a welcome relief from the monotony of prep-school, but it wasn’t exactly exciting. There was nothing else to do but read.

pan horror book 7Behind my grandmother’s large upright chair was a cheap glass fronted bookcase that housed a collection of weathered old paperbacks. Lining the shelves were a pot-pourri of romance novels featuring horses, countesses or heists, the occasional Agatha Christie thrown in for good measure; hardly the tales of adventure suitable for an overactive nine year old. Apart from a few collections of short stories, there was nothing of any interest whatsoever. By short stories I’m talking about The Pan Books Of Horror Stories, selected by Herbert Van Thal. They were interesting.
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Horror? Why not? A lifetime obsession with the macabre: Part One.

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horror moviesDeciding on the horror genre for my first novel has come as a bit of a surprise to some of my friends; I’m an upbeat kind of guy, I don’t restrict my wardrobe to black and I’ve not had one goth girlfriend. I’ve been known to wear some horrifically loud shirts over the years, but that’s about it; I’m just not that well known for being scary.

The truth is, I’ve been into horror for as long as I can remember. One of my earliest memories of witnessing a horror film was when, aged six, my mother left me alone briefly to go to a party in the flat downstairs, unaware that I’d be sat up, alone, watching ‘Let’s Scare Jessica To Death‘ for the next hour and a half. Instead of sleeping I’d chanced upon the damn thing while clicking through all three TV channels in succession until something interesting showed up. Well, it was interesting. Bloody interesting and completely terrifying, actually.
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It’s Raining Bones

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St Mary’s church in Whitby is falling down the cliff it’s perched upon. Bram Stoker was inspired to use the cemetery as the backdrop for some of Dracula’s horror scenes after visiting the North Yorkshire town in the 1890s.

In the story, Dracula attempts to relocate from Transylvania to England, but his ship runs aground in Whitby in a storm.

Stoker hit upon the idea of the count while reading a history book at Whitby library, and made St Mary’s part of the story after being struck by the way the bats circled the building.

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The church is now falling down the cliff as the cliff itself collapses, throwing bits of old body parts and coffins down the slopes onto the houses below. Useful if you’re growing veggies in the back garden I would imagine.

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Vincent – Short Film by Tim Burton – 1982

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I’ve no idea how I missed this after all these years, because it’s awesome. Tim Burton doing his thing way back in 1982, full of all the zany goodness that we’ve all come to love.

My favourite Tim Burton is probably Ed Wood, also my favourite film with Johnny Depp in it.

Anyway, check out this cartoon if you’ve never seen it – there’s worse things to do with six and a half minutes! Not only that, it’s actually narrated by Vincent Price, and as it’s all about a little boy who keeps pretending to be Vincent Price that’s pretty damn cool!

Death By Piano

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You’ve probably heard of the film ‘House’ made in the 1980’s. But have you heard of the Japanese film ‘Hausu’ made in 1977?

Produced by Nobuhiko Obayashi, the film stars mostly amateur actors with only Kimiko Ikegami and Yoko Minamida having any notable previous acting experience.

Apart from being a strange mix of what appears to be comedy with the odd bit of king-fu action and animation thrown in, a girl gets eaten by a piano. ‘Nuff said.