Last Krampus of the Year

Here are three of the Krampus sculptures I created this December. The latest (and cutest) figure was sculpted on Christmas, while my boys and I lay around all day in our pajamas watching Christmas cartoons. The prices on my custom made sculptures are between $80 to $120, so if you're interested, then shoot me an email.

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This Krampus was commissioned as a Christmas gift from a buyer in Indianapolis.

I bear gifts.

Father Christmas is evil. Satan has a son and his name is Santa...at least according to a cheesy little Christmas flick I like to watch once or twice a year called Santa's Slay (2005). This masterpiece pretends to be one of those made for TV Christmas specials the whole family can watch together if you disregard the nudity, foul language, and explicit violence. There's even a stop-motion animated segment reminiscent of one of my childhood favorites from 1964 Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer. This film is a blast! Santa is played by Bill Goldberg, the jokes are so juvenile (as if written for a younger audience), and the protagonist (Douglas Smith) and his girlfriend (Emilie de Ravin) have such a naive vibe to them that the elements awarding this film an R rating cause great contrast and a bit of welcomed confusion, at least for me. The film also includes some unexpected cameos who mostly get massacred within the first five minutes. Pop this one in on Christmas Eve; your nephews and nieces will love it and so will your grandparents.

Also, here is another Krampus I sculpted for your viewing pleasure. Rue Morgue magazine's Christmas issue is out now with an article on this devil for those who'd like to know more.


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Oh, and if you're looking for any last minute gifts for the horror junkie in your family, then consider my 1950's monster buttons I'm selling through my Etsy shop at www.etsy.com/shop/joewhiteford.

And one last thing, the song of the month is "364 Days" by the Murder City Devils from the Thelema ep, for those who prefer to be depressed on Christmas.

That's all. Merry Krampus.

Gruss Vom Krampus

I hope you've all been nice this year.

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Important Person

18"x24" charcoal portrait took about three hours over 1960s lounge and too many beers in a dirty basement.My good friend Dustin McLochlin is in town, and last night he came by to let me draw his portrait. After awhile, our good pal Bunn showed up and we had a nice time relaxing and talking nonsense. Though I don't feel I did justice to Dustin's face, I'm glad he allowed me to scrutinize his features and attempt to capture his likeness. I find myself missing this guy often, and I treasure the few moments a year we're able to go out, have some drinks, and depress each other. Having stated that, I truly enjoy this man's company.

Watching You 1 & 2

My family and I are watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. We were supposed to go to Ohio and have dinner with Erin's grandparents, but she worked yesterday and also has to work tomorrow. Things would be too hectic if we had to drive all morning, eat, then drive all evening, especially with little boys. It's nice to get up and not worry about a stressful holiday. I just want to relax this morning with my three favorite people, go eat a big dinner ten minutes away, and come back home to relax some more.

By the way, here are a couple charcoal drawings of some creatures I found in the junkyard about a month ago. I went with my drawing class to take pictures and got lost in my imagination. I'd like to go back; I could spend all day there. Happy Thanksgiving, you greedy bitches. I hope you all eat until you explode.14"x17" for sale
14"x17" for sale

Bella

18"x24" CharcoalMy good friend's daughter Bella sat for me last night. I drew her while she and some friends watched Get Him to the Greek. Funny movie.

Important Person

18"x24" Charcoal portrait took about four hours with breaks to enjoy a bottle of Johnny Walker and Alissa's wonderful cooking.

I've known Jeremy Cotton longer than I've known his cute little sister (and I've been married to her for over ten years), and sharing a friendship with him has been quite a pleasure. It's nice to know that over the last two decades, even with him moving from state to state, we've been able to keep our relationship growing. I'm glad to see him back in Indiana. Even though I wish we had more time to spend together, it's always easy for us to pick up where we leave off. Now that I have two boys and he has a baby girl, I'm excited to see how this new chapter of our lives unfolds.

Updates

I've created some new monsters. I'm trying to sculpt two a week, but I find it hard to finish any projects other than homework lately. It seems I'm balancing most of my time between school and my family, but as much technique as I've been learning in my art classes, I still wish I could find more time to do my own projects. I'm not complaining; things are working the way they should. This month I hope to find time to sculpt at least one bird creature, and in December I hope to do two or three monsters that look a bit like the Krampus, just to keep with the Holidays. After that, I'll get back to posting about my favorite movies. Take a look at my family of monstrosities:


Also, we're now attempting portraits in the drawing class I'm attending and I'd like to share my subject. We had to pick someone in the class to draw and Daniel was the perfect model. I didn't spend as much time on his portrait as I'd like, but I knew he was getting tired and I was ready to go home. I plan to do a whole series of portraits of loved ones, friends, and influences, so if you fit the criteria be expecting a text. I've got some ideas brewing and can't wait to start capturing these important people with charcoal. I'll post them as I draw them. I plan to make two of my friends suffer for my art this weekend, but until then check out my first go at it:Be kind, I'll get better. I just need a more comfortable setting and a glass of scotch.

Melody Inn Halloween Photos

Here are some photos taken by Scott Proctor at the Beverly Lane wrap-up party. I did Gregg's and my make-up.

Harley Poe Music Video

Halloween #1

My computer has been sick since Halloween, so I haven't been able to post any pics from Ransom's first Trick 'r Treating or Harley Poe's three Halloween shows. For the next few posts I'll be showing off pictures from the shows, Harley Poe's first music video, and some more monstrosities that I sculpted over the weekend. For now, here's a picture of my family's first Halloween with Salem and a new charcoal drawing from art class.

Labyrinth project

Sharpie and pencil. For sale.

More fun with Sculpey!!!

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This is the End

I'm not too happy with it, but hey, it's my first attempt at Sculpey and oil painting. Also, I rushed it because I thought it was due today. I'll get better.

Harley Poe at the Brass Rail

Don't miss this show; it's gonna be a real good time.

I'm practicing alchemy now.

I'm taking a 3-D art class this semester and my professor suggested I play around with Sculpey for a future project. Now I can't put the stuff down. I love creating these characters; if only I could find a way to breathe life into them. stay tuned, more on the way.

Ten Favorite Horror Films

18"x24" Charcoal and migraine.



Tomorrow is the 1st of October and Halloween is finally on its way. Last year at this time TheHorrorBlog.com asked me for a list of my ten favorite horror films to post for its readers, but nothing ever came of it, so I thought I'd go ahead and post it here. Please feel free to comment or post your own ten favorite horror films.

1. The Return of the Living Dead (Dan O’Bannon)
I was about six years old when I first experienced this film. It was Halloween night and I was allowed to stay up and watch it with a friend as long as my dad also stayed up to make sure nothing appeared on the screen that was too scary or dirty for our young minds to handle. Dad dozed off ten minutes in, and this impressionable first-grader got his first eye full of Linnea Quigley in the nude along with an introduction to the brain eating world of clever and fast-moving zombies. How could this movie not have changed my life?

2. Night of the Demons (Kevin S. Tenney)
Just like O’Bannon’s masterpiece, Tenney’s haunted house perversion features all the same elements that make for a horror fan’s wet dream: A topless Linnea Quigley, a heavy metal/punk rock soundtrack, possessed corpses, and gore galore! I remember seeing the TV spot when the movie was first released in theaters. I’ll never forget that image of the burned-up-demon-possessed Angela as she spewed the words, “Where you going, the party’s just begun?” As part of my tradition, I watch this film every Halloween.

3. PumpkinHead (Stan Winston)
Next to the Alien franchise, this move features the coolest man-in-a-rubber-suit monster of all time. I don’t care for the sequels, but the original Pumpkinhead demon looks believable and is scary as hell. My brother and I grew up watching this film, but even after viewing it over twenty years later, I still can’t get over how realistic the demon appears to be. The dismal mood of the film, Lance Henriksen’s brilliant portrayal of a bereaved and suffering father, and the overall makeup effects are very convincing and make this film a hard one to dismiss.

4. An American Werewolf in London (John Landis)
I mustn’t leave out my favorite werewolf film. I got my first peak of the famous Rick Baker transformation at a party my aunt was throwing. The adults were outside drinking and my older teenage cousin and I were secretly watching the film on cable whenever one of them wasn’t coming in to get another beer. We eventually got caught, but not before getting to witness Nazi demons, explicit sex, mutilated ghosts, and the greatest man-to-beast transformation ever committed to celluloid. The film also mixes a perfect blend of comedy and terror.

5. Nightbreed (Clive Barker)
I normally don’t care for sequels, but this film deserves one damn it! The wondrous world that Barker introduces to the audience merits deeper exploration. The monsters are creative, the story is mesmerizing, and David Cronenberg makes a perfect bad guy. I want more!!! I heard from an interview with Barker that an extended version might be released in the future. Praise Satan!

6. Hello Mary Lou: Prom Night 2 (Bruce Pittman)
I honestly haven’t watched this one in quite awhile, but I’ve always considered it a favorite. Writing this list has made me want to check it out again. I’m excited to sit down and watch that possessed rocking horse terrorize the film's heroine. And who could forget the scene where she gets sucked into a chalkboard?

7. TerrorVision (Ted Nicolaou)
WON’T SOMEONE PLEASE GIVE THIS FILM A LEGITIMATE DVD RELEASE??!!!!

8. The Thing (John Carpenter)
John Carpenter’s remake of the 1950’s classic is probably my favorite creature-from-outer-space movie. This was a tough one to decide, because I have a lot of favorites when it comes to aliens landing on our planet with plans to take over. I hold this one a little closer to my heart probably because it left impressions on me at a young age. I still find myself watching it every winter and in complete awe of the performances, the Rob Bottin effects, and the overall feelings of isolation and hopelessness the film conveys.

9. Near Dark (Kathryn Bigelow)
I have two favorite vampire flicks, and even though Fright Night takes me back to the good old days, Bigelow’s bad ass version of the vampire is just too original and violent not to make this list. This film threw many conventions out the window in exchange for a fresh take on a monster that continues to over saturate the genre. Also, the vampires are so well played I can’t help but find myself rooting for the villains. The scene of the bar massacre alone is reason enough to love the film.

10. Spookies (Eugenie Joseph, Thomas Doran, Brendan Faulkner)
This was another one I used to watch as a kid. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen it, but I’m pretty sure it’s still as bad as I remember. I first noticed this movie on VHS at a video store located in a super market and was turned on by the cover art. The acting is silly and the effects aren’t that great, but there are plenty of monsters and the cover doesn’t mislead. The movie just has a certain charm that captivates me, but, alas, if I want to watch it I have to pull out my old VHS player.

Art Class Projects

In class exercise. For sale.

18"x24" Graphite and casserole grease.

Harley Poe's upcoming show with Those Poor Bastards

We are very excited to take the stage with Those Poor Bastards this October. Once in awhile Harley Poe gets to be privileged enough to play with great bands such as the Two Man Gentlemen Band, Southern Culture on the Skids and Rev. Peyton's Big Damn Band, and we couldn't be more grateful for the opportunity to open for these two fellas as well.

Who cares about art?

Commissioned work

Created for a presentation in a children's literature class I attended.

SHE DEMONS

Astor, 1958, Director: Richard Cunha

Praise the film gods for allowing this cheese fest to be made! This celluloid treasure has everything a beer-and-pretzels-so-bad-it’s-good-movie party could ask for: a German mad scientist known as The Butcher executing ghastly experiments on an island full of blonde beach babes in hopes to make his hideously deformed wife beautiful again; his right-hand man named Igor; Nazi Gestapo imprisoning and torturing the aforesaid beach babes; clumsy fight scenes between the hero and Igor; the good guys’ near death escape from armed soldiers, an erupting volcano, and air force missile raids; and did I mention that the beach babes shake ass to a sexy, ritualistic dance, are clothed in brief two-pieces, and, oh, get morphed into ravenous, flesh-eating SHE DEMONS!?! This film is available on DVD from Image Entertainment. Check this bitch out.

ATTACK OF THE CRAB MONSTERS

Allied Artists, 1957, Director: Roger Corman

Being a cult classic and a Roger Corman film, one would think there'd be a better DVD release than what has been made available. This film can also be viewed in pieces on YouTube, but I've been holding out for a special edition. Anyone out there have a copy of the now out of print DVD, send it my way please.

BLOOD OF DRACULA

Aka Blood of the Demon, Blood of My Heritage, American-International, 1957, Director: Herbert L. Strock

This downbeat, teenage vampire tale not only delivers a female monster, but a female mad scientist/high school teacher who is ultimately responsible for the havoc that takes place within a private preparatory school for girls. Nancy is not only victimized by her parents, who force her from her social life and drop her at the school, but also by her science teacher Miss Branding, who uses an amulet from the Carpathian Mountains to hypnotize her into becoming an ugly bloodsucker. Branding’s experiments are for the greater good, so a few deaths and the devastation of Nancy’s being are of no consequence to her. Nancy’s father has a honeymoon to enjoy with his new wife (just six weeks after his first wife’s death), so leaving his daughter with strangers to assume his parental responsibilities is not his concern. In the end, Nancy is the one who suffers, and there’s no denying that the adults are the real monsters. Even though there is a serious message about parents expecting the schools to raise their children, and teachers and school boards that are involved for all the wrong reasons, it’s hard to take the film too seriously when Jerry Blaine sings his song “Puppy Love” at a party, while all the girls break out in dance. Good stuff.

THE MONSTER OF PIEDRAS BLANCAS

Filmservice Distribution Corp., 1959, Director: Irvin Berwick

I've not seen this film either.

IT CONQUERED THE WORLD

American-International, 1956, Director: Roger Corman

Won't someone release this film on DVD already!?!?!?!

THE SHE CREATURE

American-International, 1956, Director: Edward L. Cahn

The Paul Blaisdell creation, known as Cuddles according to Bob Burns, is the materialization of a prehistoric female that comes from the sea to kill the enemies of the carnie hypnotist Dr. Carlo Lombardi. The egomaniacal doctor uses deep hypnosis to transmigrate the soul of his assistant Andrea into her first life body, millions of years prior to her present self. His experiments with the controlled Andrea are to prove re-incarnation and gain recognition, but his plans are foiled by the balanced and open-minded Dr. Ted Erickson who falls in love with the lovely assistant.

I’ve watched this one several times and enjoy it more with each viewing. Check out the book It Came from Bob’s Basement: Exploring the Science Fiction and Monster Movie Archive of Bob Burns for anecdotes about the creation of the monster. Lions Gate released the film on DVD as a double feature with Day the World Ended (1955) a few years back, so check it out.

THE HIDEOUS SUN DEMON

Pacific-International, 1959, Director: Robert Clarke

This is another monster whose image I’d been familiar with through my collection of horror books and magazines long before seeing the film. Dr. Gilbert McKenna, played by the director, is a hard drinking, lady killing, atomic research scientist who gets exposed to radioactive material, which causes him to become a scaly lizard mutant whenever he’s out in the sun, thus making him a creature of the light rather than the night. This transformation has something to do with the sun’s gamma-rays bringing about a state of backwards evolution (not sure how that works), ultimately causing poor Dr. McKenna to lose his mind and go on a killing spree. The movie is silly, at times violent, and a lot of fun, ending with the usual fate of the 1950's radiation induced monster. But I sure couldn't help feeling sorry for the poor guy. This film was later redubbed, with new footage added, and re-titled What’s up, Hideous Sun Demon (1983), as if it weren’t silly enough the way it was. Check out Image Entertainment's DVD releases of both titles.

INVASION OF THE SAUCER-MEN

Aka Invasion of the Hell Creatures, American-International, 1957, Director: Edward L. Cahn

When I was a boy, I had this little orange rubber figure of the film’s titular creature. At the time, I had no idea my monster toy had anything to do with a movie by which I’d eventually become intrigued, and I’m sure either my mother sold it at a garage sale, or it’s lost in a closet somewhere; but I remember my little creature having big eyes protruding out of a huge veined head. This character had come with a set of other plastic monsters, one of which I now remember as the giant reptilian Ymir from the sci-fi classic 20 Million Miles to Earth (1957).

A few years ago, I discovered a book called Sleaze Creatures: An Illustrated Guide to Obscure Hollywood Horror Movies 1956-1959 written by D. Earl Worth. The book features black and white photos with a written plot of each film featured within its pages. One of the films featured is Invasion of the Saucer-Men. I’ve never seen this movie, but I am now familiar with the story, have watched the trailer via YouTube, and have finally gotten a good look at these little green (brown?) men. I’ve also heard there is a legitimate DVD release on its way, so I’m crossing my fingers and keeping a look out. If anyone out there happens to have a VHS copy or bootleg on DVD, please feel free to send to me an early Halloween gift.

UPDATE: 7/23/2012

I was at my parents' house today, searching through some of the old toys my mom had kept from my childhood, and look what I came across:

Come to find out, these little guys actually belonged to my brother.  My mother showed to me a photo of us two celebrating our birthdays.  These guys were on top of his cake; mine had Star Wars figures.  Eight creatures were rescued from attic obscurity today.  Still missing an orange fish creature though.

A Nightmare on Elm Street 2010

So I finally got a chance to see the new A Nightmare on Elm Street last night and I was very impressed. Of course I had no expectations due to some lousy reviews I read online, but I don’t think my preconceived notions had much to do with the enjoyment I got out of this film. I was a little bored during the first twenty minutes or so, and a few of the script’s one-liners along with some of the effects had my eyes rolling, but by the time the end credits rolled I found myself loving the film. First of all, one could easily feel a sense of desperation throughout the movie. The young actors had me convinced they hadn’t slept for days but were too afraid to close their eyes. I was especially impressed with the heaviness the two leads conveyed. Secondly, Freddy looked great! I heard that some silly critics were disappointed because the new make-up rendered Freddy expressionless, but that’s nonsense. This new Freddy is evil, and this evil wasn’t just evident in his actions, but in his facial expressions as well. The Freddy Krueger played by Robert Englund became such a cultural icon that he stopped being scary. He became funny, and audiences began to root for him. In the theater I was in, by the time the movie’s heroes defeated Freddy at the end, people were cheering. The new Freddy was definitely not liked by the crowd, mainly because this new version of the story really emphasized that Freddy was a pedophile. Jackie Earle Haley’s performance and suggestive dialogue about molesting his victims when they were children made the viewer feel uncomfortable. This new Freddy isn’t a joke. He’s not a cartoon character and he won’t be the antihero he was in the 80s. It’s easy to tell that I obviously enjoyed this remake. The film offered new twists, good performances, mostly impressive eye candy, and a Freddy that will actually give the audience nightmares.

A Nightmare on Elm Street

As of this writing, I still haven’t seen the new A Nightmare on Elm Street, but I plan to take my wife to the theater tonight if we can find someone to watch Ransom. I don’t really have any expectations for the film, so I probably won’t be disappointed, though a lot of the people I’ve talked to about it don’t seem thrilled over the reworking of their childhood hero. Even though I’d rather see new ideas, I don’t mind all the remakes, and it doesn’t bother me that Hollywood has made it its mission to upgrade all the horror icons of the last three decades. So far, I’ve enjoyed most of them with few exceptions. In fact, some have proven to be better than the originals. Besides, studios have been doing it since the beginning of cinema. Freddy, Jason, Michael, and Leatherface are all horror icons. They’re the Dracula, Frankenstein, Wolf Man, and Mummy of the 80s. I wonder if fans protested so much when Hammer Studios did their take on those Universal monsters in the late 50s through the early 70s. Any horror icon’s story that has been made into a successful franchise is eventually going to be retold as technology evolves and new generations become interested. It’s not a big deal, and I’m tired of hearing horror nerds cry about it. Get over it already.

Anyway, I’ve just finished watching the original A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984) along with all its sequels in order to freshen up on what used to be the primary topic of conversation during school lunch and recess. I own the Freddy box set that was released several years back and have watched these films many times, but this was a special viewing. Over the last week while watching these movies I’ve been taking a stroll down memory lane and reminiscing about my initial childhood viewings of these influential celluloid nightmares. Watching Freddy movies always brings me back to my years as a dorky little nerd with glasses and a buzz cut, and I still remember how frightening it was to see those knives for the first time.

I was about seven years old when I was first subjected to the terror that is Fred Krueger. I don’t think my mother realized the content of the film when she let my grandmother record it on a VHS tape for us kids. My memory is a little hazy, but I remember that I was in the house on a sunny day waiting for my mother to return from wherever she was. My father was at work, and I have no clue where my brother and sister could’ve been. I’m also not sure if she had let me watch it as to keep me busy until she returned, or if I had decided on my own accord without her knowing. Whichever the case, the movie had only been playing for about twenty minutes when I grabbed our English bulldog and ran for the back door. After witnessing him build his infamous glove, get his face ripped off, and slice up his first victim, I knew Freddy was in my house and I wasn’t about to let him get me and my dog. So I waited outside where the sun was shining. When my mother arrived and found me sitting in the driveway with my arms around my dog, scared shitless, she made the decision to permanently ban Freddy from our household. One would think I would have acceded to her ruling, but still I found ways of letting the master of nightmares into my mind.

Though Freddy scared me shitless as a kid, it never deterred my interest in the movies and merchandise. My mother made sure I wasn’t able to watch Freddy films at the house, but I always kept up with the story line via my school buddies whose parents allowed them to make Freddy a father figure. I also found ways to see a couple of the sequels by going to sleepovers with friends. I remember getting to watch A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: the Dream Master (1988) at my cousin’s home. I had spent the weekend with him, and he was allowed to watch things that I could only read about. When A Nightmare on Elm Street 5: the Dream Child (1989) was released in theaters my mother allowed me to buy the book adaptation. I also recall having her approval to stay up on Friday nights to watch the Freddy’s Nightmares (1988-1990) TV show, subsequently making the couch my bed. So I guess my mom loosened up a bit as I got older and Freddy became a national hero of sort. Today, watching Freddy on the screen elicits laughter rather than scares (a lot of it intentional), but I’m hoping this new remake will bring me back to a time when I was too frightened to finish a movie.

Wretched. Filthy. Ugly.

I used to be in a punk band called Calibretto 13. At that time I was a Christian, and as a result, most of my lyrics were based on my religious convictions. As the band toured and I got older, I began to outgrow Christianity and regain interest in my first love: horror films. I began to write more lyrics based on horrific situations, death, and murderers, which ultimately caused Calibretto 13 to get kicked off our record label. The band dropped the 13 and joined a new label only to break up shortly afterward. While Calibretto was still playing shows, I was brainstorming about a horror based project I wanted to pursue called Harley Poe. After Calibretto disbanded, it’s members helped me record the first Harley Poe album. After that, we went our separate ways and Harley Poe found new members. The roster for Harley Poe hasn’t changed for some time and our new album and fourth release Wretched. Filthy. Ugly. will be available in a couple days from Chain Smoking Records. I’ve decided to give some explanations for my lyrics from the new album. Feel free to comment or ask questions.


1. “Gordon” was initially a poem I had written and illustrated for a book that never got published, so I thought it would make a fun song. I used a familiar melody that has been used numerous times for hymns, but it might be hard to tell since we speeded it up and added a bunch of stops to make it punk rock.
2. I discovered the Tiger Lillies through Rue Morgue magazine a few years ago and have since acquired several of their albums. I love their song “Terrible.” It’s so offensive and fucked up; Harley Poe just had to cover it. I decided to put it on the album because it felt so natural for us to play. Of course, we don’t do it as well as the Tiger Lillies, but I think we’ve made it our own.
3. “Kokomo” is simply a song about the giant landfill I call home. There really is nothing to do around this factory town except get high and bitch about all the religious trash, low-lives, and bigots who make up the majority, unless you’re into cruisin’ around the mall with your stereo blasted like an asshole. This is the place where those with potential flee at the moment an opportunity presents itself. I’ve never known anyone to come back to this shit-hole after they’ve escaped, and most of my scumbag friends have moved away. So why am I still here? I guess it’s because it really doesn’t matter where I live; people are everywhere. No matter what city I live in, I’m surrounded by them, and as much as people need people, I’d sure like to burn up most of them.
4. To people who don’t really know me, I might come off as pessimistic or bitter, but in my mind I’m a very positive, happy person. I love my wife and kids, and I’m grateful for the life I’ve been given. I’m such a happy person that the possibility of this world ending sounds likes a beautiful idea. I think the problem with me is that since I view life with such a positive outlook and innocence, I have no tolerance for abusers, religious bigots, chauvinists, irresponsible parents, and stupid, rude, inconsiderate, greedy, and mean people in general. Maybe I’m a prig, or maybe I just expect too much from the human race. Either way, come the Zombie Apocalypse, I’ll take it as a sign that God also has lost tolerance for those people and is ready to start over again. I welcome that day with open arms. After all, it’s only the end of the world.
5. “Suckers” is about a schmuck who has no respect for women and gets what he deserves when he runs into a girl a little too eager to get her mouth around the blue vein. Listen to the lyrics.
6. “That Time of the Month” is about my wife. Every time she’s on her period she turns into a werewolf.
7. If you couldn’t tell, “Everybody Knows My Name” is a declaration from Death. After the chorus, it’s no longer Death speaking but one of Death’s victims crying out to God.
8. I like surf music. I arranged a surf song with the boys. The sound clips come from old horror films.
9. “Maria” is my remake of The Exorcist in lyrical form. One day I’ll direct it.
10. “Stick It in the Man” is an autobiographical song about reaching my dreams and telling the skeptics and those who would get in my way to fuck off. It’s about feeling good about what you’re doing and taking what you want, and in my case, being in God’s will. Many people think because I’m not a Christian anymore that I’m no longer in touch with God, but I think those people are silly.