Collecting Stray Thoughts – 2008-10-31

November 1st, 2008 | microlog

  • Am told that H’ween costume for greeting trickortreaters can’t be “appearing naked at the door daubed in lime chutney & waving a knife.” Bah #
  • Is Friday. Is gone noon UK time. Is FREAKANGELS time: #
  • @mollycrabapple I went to a Halloween party a few years ago and heard someone say, “look, that man came dressed as Warren Ellis.” #
  • it’s getting dark. I must go downstairs to urinate in the bucket containing the sweets for trickortreaters. TRICK, YOU LITTLE GITS! TRICK! #
  • traumatised small children by telling them our cauldron full of sweets has a snake in the bottom #
  • Small child I scared the crap out of: “That was…a trick! A TRICK! (looks at her friend and giggles with glee) That was our FIRST TRICK!” #

Your Nightmares Are Complete

November 1st, 2008 | people I know


(blame Ariana Osborne)

Or, For The Connoisseur…

November 1st, 2008 | music

You could just play all three YouTubed parts of Galas’ astonishing rendition of "Les Litanies Du Satan" from 1982, which I used to play very late at night in the house I lived at in 1987, in order to induce nightmares in my sleeping housemates. Which worked.

Your Halloween Soundtrack

November 1st, 2008 | aeropiratika, music

"Gloomy Sunday," also known as "the Hungarian Suicide Song." The story goes that the lyricist wrote it for an ex-girlfriend who’d committed suicide, leaving behind a note simply reading "Gloomy Sunday." The composer committed suicide in the year of my birth, 1968. And the song itself has become what Snopes calls "a meta-legend," an unverifiable tangle of old news stories, probabilities and urban myths.

On The You Tube, I find a version by Diamanda Galas that begins with her talking about the song: