Always wears an evil frown
(Cross-posted from tumblr because why not)
Two things make a trend, three or more things make a genre. I’ve come to realize that there is a very small musical niche of songs about horror movie actors.
Bauhaus, “Bela Lugosi’s Dead”
White on white translucent black capes
Back on the rack
The Jazz Butcher Conspiracy, “Peter Lorre (He’s A Brick)”
Don’t spit on his shoes
Or mess up his hair
Or he will shoot you dead
And go back upstairs
The Jellybottys, “Peter Cushing Lives In Whitstable”
“PETER CUSHING LIVES IN WHITSTABLE, YOU CAN SEE HIM ON HIS BICYCLE, HE GOES SHOPPING FOR HIS VEGETABLES,ARRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
Marquis De Sade, “Conrad Veidt”
Conrad Veidt danse
Les cris disseques dans d’epais catalogues
Les levres articulent le lent monologue
Voltaire, “The Devil And Mr. Jones”
He sits in the dark
Looking into the glass
with his hand in the jar
It’s a sticky white mess.
He applies it and he wonders “How’d I ever get here?”
Piercing his reflection, as he pulls off an ear.
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Part 1 of 2; tomorrow I’ll line up some songs that are more generally about horror movies. This post now contains all the songs I can recall about horror actors. I feel oddly incomplete, because as far as I know, Boris Karloff doesn’t have a song about him. (Which means it’s now all up to us.)