Halloween Hullabaloo Nine: Sugar Muffin Is A Werewolf

And so to the last of this year's Halloween posts. Three songs tonight, all by bands I know next to nothing about, performing songs with a kind of schlock Hammer House Of Horror theme.

First off is Kitty In A Casket, with Bride Of The Monster. This band seem to have appeared since I sort of drifted away from the scene, so I only know them from having seem them on various YouTube videos. Good stuff, though!

And now for Bristol (UK) band, the Kings Of Outer Space, with Sugar Muffin Is A Werewolf, which I simply had to include, if only 'cause that way I get to nick the title for this post…

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One Thousand Comments

I just noticed this in my stats:

Yep! I've received one thousand comments (some of them not even rude!) since I started the WordPress incarnation of the blog.

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Yes, I’m A Materialist. No, That Doesn’t Mean What You Probably Think It Means.

There's something I've always rather despised, ever since a short series of lessons our English language teacher gave us on rhetoric and debating techniques, lo! these many moons ago. I've always held what I believe to be a pretty reasonable opinion that debates should be won by those who present the most compelling evidence, not by those who merely happen to be better orators or who can indulge in better word-play and suchlike trickery.

Which is why, Gentle Reader, I thought I'd make a short (not necessarily consecutive) series of posts on examples of such nefariousness, as they come to mind.

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Halloween Hullabaloo Eight: Graveyard Songs And Demented Monsters

Blimey, Halloween's almost upon us and it's days since I posted a Halloween Hullabaloo video. So here's two. (In my defence, Cannonball Jones, who came up with the whole idea, has been less than regular with his posts, too—though he caught up some today—so I'm in good company!)

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The Religious-Right And Freedom Of Choice

I care not how you make your bed—
If you're comf'table, when you lay down.
Likewise, your life is yours to live—
I'd not presume to tell you how!

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Halloween Hullabaloo Seven: Prisoner Of The Night

This one's a number by Thee Flatliners, a band of whom I know virtually nothing, except that they're Austrian, entitled Prisoner Of The Night. Great song, though!
—Daz

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Titbits

A few items which were too short to merit separate posts.

If you feel the need to add the words "no offence intended" to the end of a statement, please stop and consider the fact that this means you've just made an offensive statement, and that you know you've just made an offensive statement. Here's a novel thought: try not saying the offensive thing, if you really wish to avoid offence.

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Halloween Hullabaloo Six: The Scunthorpe Problem

I think I missed a day of this. Oh well.

Anyways, here's a bit of a silly one. The Toy Dolls, with their typically idiosyncratic version of Charlie Daniels' The Devil Went Down To Georgia Scunthorpe.

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Teaching Children To Lie is Not A Good Idea (which should be bloody obvious)

Graeme Archer, writing on The Telegraph site, about the case of George Pratt, the lad turned away from the scouts because he doesn't believe in magical men in the sky, reckons that telling children that making promises in bad faith is A-okay. Really, the headline says it all:

Just take the oath, George – we all benefit from a little creative hypocrisy

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Halloween Hullabaloo Five: Psyclops Carnival

It's carnival night in Taunton. I shan't be attending. I got jaded of standing in the cold watching brightly lit floats go past, playing over-amplified (I can hear it from here, best end of two miles away) top-ten hits that I'd never want to listen to unless someone put a gun to my head, many many years ago. Don't get me wrong, it's a great night if you have kids, or haven't seen it before—the style of carnival we have here in Somerset is, apparently, unique to the area, and it really is a nice spectacle for those who haven't already seen thirty-odd of 'em—it's just that I am, as I say, somewhat jaded on it.

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