Confessions of a Horror Junkie

I cut my teeth on slashers and scream queens since 1992. At 6 years old, I watched Halloween and knew I was in love. Since then, I’ve had a bit of an obsession with all things horror. I remember trips to the local gas station/movie rental/burger joint (Gotta love small town Texas) begging my parents to rent anything from Hellraiser to Slumber Party Massacre to what ever low-budget zombie film I could find. I was usually denied, so I spent countless nights recording movies on AMC’s Monstervision, borrowing VHS tapes from friends, and staying up all hours of the night for whatever horror movies would come on TV.  All this led me to discover directors like John Carpenter, Sean S. Cunningham, and Wes Craven. They led to Herschell Gordon Lewis, Dario Argento, George Romero, and everyone we’ve all come to love.   Somehow, in all the gore and girls, I started focusing on the music of the films. I was head over heels in Misfits, Slayer, Pantera, and anything else “scary sounding” I could find.  All this leads to now, at 25,  still finding myself in a room full of classic slasher posters, listening to a compilation of John Carpenter’s film themes.

That being said, I will spend the next few weeks documenting the films, directors, actors, and artwork that shaped my personality the last 20 some-odd years.

Feel free to comment on things, ask questions, tell me how ridiculous I am.

Thanks for letting me waste your time so far, and I look forward to wasting more.

Blake