Saturday, May 31, 2008

Eyes Without a Face
















http://www.amazon.com/Eyes-Without-Face-Criterion-Collection/dp/B0002V7O0Q/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=dvd&qid=1212253923&sr=8-1


Conrad Aiken's "Silent Snow, Secret Snow"

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silent_Snow,_Secret_Snow


Madman Across the Water

I can see very well
There's a boat on the reef with a broken back
And I can see it very well
There's a joke and I know it very well
It's one of those that I told you long ago
Take my word I'm a madman don't you know

Once a fool had a good part in the play
If it's so would I still be here today
It's quite peculiar in a funny sort of way
They think it's very funny everything I say
Get a load of him, he's so insane
You better get your coat dear
It looks like rain

We'll come again next Thursday afternoon
The In-laws hope they'll see you very soon
But is it in your conscience that you're after
Another glimpse of the madman across the water

I can see very well
There's a boat on the reef with a broken back
And I can see it very well
There's a joke and I know it very well
It's one of those that I told you long ago
Take my word I'm a madman don't you know

The ground's a long way down but I need more
Is the nightmare black or are the windows painted
Will they come again next week
Can my mind really take it


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1vvRN09HZ_4&feature=related



Friday, May 30, 2008

Barb


David and Jack


Don't Go

Featured in "Vincent Price's Halloween Thriller" (1984): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FaHuzkyurC0




I Can't Find You Anywhere...

Featured in "Vincent Price's Halloween Thriller" (1984):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ctcsYpYfLOY



The Art of Noise

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cAJqMV9IhU


It's Father's Day



More: http://www.flickr.com/photos/mom_smackley/319950871/in/set-72157594571346538/

Witch's Night Out

Watch it here:
http://secretfunspot.blogspot.com/2007/11/witchs-night-out.html



Mother Nature


Danse Macabre

Zig, zig, zig, Death in a cadence,
Striking with his heel a tomb,
Death at midnight plays a dance-tune,
Zig, zig, zig, on his violin.
The winter wind blows and the night is dark;
Moans are heard in the linden trees.
Through the gloom, white skeletons pass,
Running and leaping in their shrouds.
Zig, zig, zig, each one is frisking,
The bones of the dancers are heard to crack—
But hist! of a sudden they quit the round,
They push forward, they fly; the cock has crowed.
- Henri Cazalis



I will Jason, I will.