Before Night of the Living Podcast, a band called Draggin’ Ass Jones was a huge part of my life. I was one of five twenty-something guys who gigged, recorded a studio album, and generally cultivated one of five distinct views of what our band was and what I hoped it to be. I have a big special place in my heart for these guys, but like many indie contenders (“contendies?”) I got tired and decided to try something new. As anyone who is a longtime listener to the show knows, that’s where Night of the Living Podcast came into my life.
I’ve decided to share one of our songs here (see the YouTube video embedded below). I’ve been watching the new series “Bates Motel” on A&E, and revisiting the character of Norman Bates reminded me of the song. I was thinking about Norman Bates when I wrote the song. It’s been nearly eleven years since this recording was made. So much about my life has changed, but my fascination with this character is the same today as was then.
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Freddy Morris is a founding member and co-producer (with wife Amy Morris) of Night of the Living Podcast. He has written for his high school and college newspapers, HorrorHound Magazine, and from time to time, writes lewd graffiti on bathroom stall doors and angry letters to the editor at Cat Fancy. Freddy also hosts and produces the film history and appreciation podcast, FilmMad Society. He lives in a tiny house in Cincinnati, Ohio.
Welcome once again to the monthly installment of HeyNOTLP, wherein we gather up a few willing bloggers and ask them all the same horror-related question. Ask your own with the Twitter hashtag #heyNOTLP, preferably in your most flirtatious social media voice.
And now for July’s question:
Break out the sparklers and bite into a hot dog! It’s Independence Day over in the U.S., leaving us this question to ponder: in your opinion, what film, television show or novel in the horror genre best represents the idea of America?
Buffy the Vampire Slayer‘s final episodes. People from all races, nationalities, sexes, abilities and even species coming together for a common good. It is the idea that the United States is a melting pot that always resonates with me. USA! USA!
While I imagine every nation has its own image of the girl next door, I’d like to think Jack Ketchum’s The Girl Next Door is a little less universal. The title itself is clearly designed to summon an all-American image we’re all familiar with, an innocent crush on the perfect neighbor. Both Ketchum’s novel and Gregory Wilson’s film adaptation work hard to first capture the universal (or at least, national) fixtures of a childhood summer. Catching bugs, riding bikes, seeing your street from a different view on the annual carnival’s ferris wheel…all part of any suburban kid’s typical July. Of course, this being Jack Ketchum, that small-town nostalgia is quickly soured by the evils of man (and woman)kind, as that perfect girl next door is brutally tortured and degraded inside an otherwise insignificant home in anytown, USA. From the Charles Manson and Elvis obsessed villain of The Lost to the damaged mind of a Vietnam vet in Cover, Ketchum’s work is always… Continue reading
If The Boogens would make me hide behind the couch, there was one show that could coax me back out – Nightmare Theater.
The show started in 1962, well before I was born, when Indiana station WTTV purchased the rights to broadcast the now legendary Shock Theater package. The package consisted of 52 classic horror films, such as Dracula, Frankenstein, and The Wolf Man, released for TV showings, from Universal Studios. The show aired on Friday nights at 11:00 pm and following the trend started by other stations across the country, featured a horror host that introduced the movies and appeared during commercial breaks. WTTV producer, director, performer, host of the three-hour morning talk show “Coffee With Carter”, and general Jack-of-all-trades Bob Carter was tasked by the station with leading the charge.
The crew scrambled to put a show together over two frantic weeks. They didn’t even have basic promotional images to work with. “We went down to the Indianapolis Library and cut out pictures of the “Wolfman”, “Frankenstein”, and “Dracula” from the movies. The library has some ‘holey’ books there and they aren’t Bibles. I know because we put the holes in them,” Bob recalled.
Just so they would have something to share with the sponsor footing the bill for the show, Bob recorded a few audio promotions, doing a spooky voice that would later be played over still images. When the sponsor heard these bits, he declared, “That’s the guy I want to introduce my commercials.” He insisted that the station use Bob himself for their regular host of Nightmare Theater. Now the onus was on the small crew to put a live character in front the camera.
During a brainstorming session, Bob came up with the name “Sammy Terry”. “Say… Continue reading