THE NIGHT.
Posted on January 11, 2012 3 Comments
The following song is dedicated to all you night beasts out there on the street right now. This is the song that plays after your savage night out with that that special skirt. The city is empty at this time of night, feeling like you and your trenchcoat are the only remaining survivors. You take the usual route. First walking through Chinatown over the beautiful columns of steam rising from the streets. On this particular night, your eye really catches these great clouds of vapor churning and billowing through the headlights and street lights. Then its through the inner city park, arcade, abandoned amusement park and down the deserted subway tracks. You cross over the bridge, pass the burning barrels and enter the vacant warehouse and conveyer belt factory. At last you’re finally home. You are the Night.
TYPICAL EVENING.
Posted on January 2, 2012 3 Comments
Last year you had the proud privledge of examining what a typical morning was for TNUC during his forgotten years in the dreaded 1990’s. So if violently mixed protein shakes and Komodo dragons aren’t ringing any bells, you’d better go here first because that is your pre-requisite to watch the following clip.
…Now that you’ve witnessed his morning activities, we figured with the new year beginning that you righteous rulers deserve a first hand look at what could be considered a typical evening for Count TNUC. Now remember, this is a rare glimpse into the dark, forgotten decade of the 1990’s in which TNUC’s whereabouts were completely a mystery. During these times, the rumor mill lead to countless news headlines and tapings of Where Are They Now? Residents in Malibu, CA told reporters that TNUC’s Yamaha motorbike had been parked in Tawny Kitaen’s driveway for months but they had only seen him once and believed he was living in her basement, refusing to see any daylight. This allegedly went on for months up until they heard an engine start in the middle of the night and witnessed the two of them fleeing abruptly.
However, during those same years villagers on a small peninsula of South America swore that he was living and working out of a cabana down by the shore, donned each day only in a loin cloth and spending his days spear-fishing and offering rides across the river to locals. The underlying truth remained that these were dark times for TNUC. He had been so shaken up by the extreme dullness of the 1990’s, not to mention being dopesick from the complete lack of quaaludes and broke from the divorce hearings and custody battles. He simply vanished into thin air.
The truth behind this lost legend had been questionable until now. The following clip provides an inside look to the low key lifestyle TNUC was forced to resort to during this dreary, uninspired decade. He gave it his all and made the best out of what was given to him. Enjoy.
CRYPTMAS.
Posted on December 12, 2011 1 Comment
01) Intro to the Album
02) Deck the Halls with Parts of Charlie
03) Juggle Bills
04) We Wish You’d Bury the Missus
05) Moe Teitlebaum
06) A Christmas Card for the Cryptkeeper
07) Christmas Rap
08) Intro to the Cryptkeeper’s Family Christmas
09) The Cryptkeeper’s Family Christmas
10) ‘Twas the Fright Before Christmas
11) Twelve Days of Cryptmas
12) Intro to Revenge of the Cryptkeeper
13) Revenge of the Cryptkeeper
14) Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
15) Should Old Cadavers Be Forgot
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POWER SAX.
Posted on December 8, 2011 4 Comments
THE GALLERIA.
Posted on December 1, 2011 5 Comments
If you’re bored or feeling like a lost wanderer because you just came back from the Galleria/Mall and found out that the dead souls running your #1 hangout spot of the week just closed down the arcade AND the orange julius, don’t give up on life just yet. A good samaritan by the name of Uncle TNUC promises that there is still hope.
Actually, all credit must go to photographer Michael Galinsky, the man responsible for taking these photos (and many, many more where they came from) back in 1989 when he traveled across the country, documenting malls all the way from Long Island to North Dakota to Seattle. He ended up shooting roughly 30 rolls of slide film with a cheap Nikon FG-20 and the results are truly sensational. The remainder of the photos can be seen in his upcoming book. That’s right, the response he received from the photos has been so strong that he decided to put together a book, Malls Across America, that will be available for purchase soon. (see update!)
Because the Galleria wasn’t always the place you avoided. One could even say you might dare to venture into the mall on a rainy afternoon with your FAMILY. Pops is ready to tear into the night as he tests out the sit-down lawnmower at Sears, Mom’s at the department store shopping for shoulder-pads, your acne-posterchild Sister is chasing down some guy she thinks is Rick Springfield, all while you’re waiting in line for Van Halen tickets at Tape World and scarfing down a slice of pizza that’s bigger than your head.
SPIRIT WARRIOR.
Posted on November 17, 2011 3 Comments
I have come to realize after listening to Mitch Murder’s new effort Current Events that this man is a Spirit Warrior. Meaning he evokes the spirit of the time period in which his music is associated with so well, with such authenticity, while bashing and thrashing through the mundane, dull, generic bargain bin of music that passes through so many social networks at a dime a dozen.
This album, much like his prior releases, doesn’t beat around the 1980’s bush (or muff for that matter). Meaning that Mitch doesn’t hint or tease around at the sound he’s emulating. He cuts right to the core. If what you’ve been looking for in this genre is to be teleported to an era of the utmost lushest synths, galloping bass-lines and sparkling production, then you’ve scored the jackpot.
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