Being Angry

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Being an angry person doesn’t make you a hateful individual. I can tell you that from experience. Yes. I am one angry individual. But, it’s only because I know my loved ones aren’t where they want to be. I want them to succeed. I want them to be happy. When they are happy — I am happy. I’m angry because I feel helpless in my current situation. I’m angry because I know I can’t do much – if anything to help the situation. I’m downright angry! But that’s okay. Because soon there will be the light of a full moon. The stars will peek through the night time clouds. And the crickets will chirp their relaxing rhythm and all will be well again.

– Mercy Desdemona

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Living in Sin

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Hello Creeps. I’m going to take a moment out to discuss why I think people saying “Living in Sin” are full of crap.

My boyfriend and I live together. We aren’t married and we aren’t engaged. We are boyfriend and girlfriend – a serious relationship. Sure, we’re in our early twenties and people see us as too young to know what serious is. But, that isn’t the case. We talk to each other when there is something wrong – like adults would. We don’t just blow up at each other and act like kids. Secondly, we help each other and my family. We contribute to the household and work on obtaining our dream career.

We get crap from religious relatives telling us that we are living in sin. We get watched by them when they are visiting too. Because they think we’re going around trying to get pregnant and be a sinner in our life. We both aren’t religious people. It’s not a sin to live with the person you love. In fact, living together is helping our relationship more than hurting it.

It’s helping us know each other from the inside out. We’re like best friends and boyfriend and girlfriend. There’s nothing wrong with that. The term living in sin is retarded. I personally, don’t think anyone should get married before they are 40. I say this because that is when you are old enough to make that decision. So many people just get married because of a child on the way, to make others happy, or because they are told it’s the “right thing to do”. That’s NOT what marriage should be about. It’s about the affection between two individuals that choose to get married because THEY want too. Not because they are tired of the backlash of “living in sin” people. Because they truly want to combine.

I honestly think marriage isn’t a necessity. If anything, it makes people into actors and actresses. Because they think okay, we’re married life is changing. It’s not different than being faithful to your boyfriend or girlfriend. But because of people’s ideals pushed in our brains we end up becoming the stereotypes (i.e. woman bitches about socks on the floor; man lays on couch and chugs beer.) When in reality, it doesn’t need to be like that. Stop becoming the stereotype. Just because you get married doesn’t mean you have to change who you are. And living in sin doesn’t mean you are going to hell. It means you are being a smart individual. Learning your lover. Working hard at the relationship. It means that you are taking a mature step in your life. You’ve thought out the pros and cons. And are willing to accept the ups and downs. It’s no different than marriage except the fact that you don’t have family members trying to dictate your life becuase they just see your relationship as disposable.

“Living in Sin” doesn’t make you an irresponsible child. Getting married for other people’s reasons and playing house makes you an irresponsible child.

– Mercy Desdemona

Eegah (1962) – Review

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Eegah (1962) – Review

** Possible Spoilers**

While checking out the Creepster.tv channel (http://www.creepster.tv/), my boyfriend and I stumbled upon this 1962 film. During the opening credits, it seems as if you’re about to watch a sitcom you’d watch on television that included a caveman. We begin by seeing teenager, Roxy getting into her fancy automobile to meet up with the ever so pretty, Tom at the gas station, inviting him for a late night swim.
Roxy looks like she could be older than a teenager and is quite the snippy lady. On her drive to the meet up with Tom, she runs into the giant caveman, which mumbles some words and looks at her car as if it’s some foreign contraption. Whilst examining the car and the promiscuous Roxy, he hears the car horn, which causes him to go bazurk. He proceeds to make Oooga Booga noises and runs off when pretty boy Tom pulls up in his automobile. Needless to say, when Young Roxy says she’s seen a giant – people think she’s one marble away from the looney bin.
This film is full of that crappy lovey dovey music which is played by Tom on his apparently magical guitar – who knew you could play two chords and have a full song complete with background singers come out -Marvelous guitar technologies of the early sixties. While Roxy is going around in the pool – we both envisioned a fat man coming down the slide and crushing her annoying presence. Apparently, it’s some serious business when you promise on your Elvis LP. Roxy seems to have a sexual relationship with the pool water and her hair-do looks like a powered wig style would be without the powder.
So, Roxy, her father, and pretty Tom make there way to the desert to find this giant (in fine clothing mind you) to find a footprint of sir caveman. This is when the adventure apparently begins. Roxy’s character makes me want to hit her over the head with the caveman’s club. Snooty, arrogant, and downright stuck up rich chick that just has an annoying presence. Her boyfriend, Tom is quite the pretty boy and looks like he could pass off for a 12 year old. Roxy on the other hand looks like she could be Tom’s older sister.
Seriously, why do all these rich people go about flying around in their creepy looking helicopters to find out if the caveman exists? Is this what rich people do with their money? Are they that bored? Do you want a cup of tea while you explore the desert in your fine dining wear? This story is very slow as I’m typing this review while I’m re-watching it with my sir and I already have this much written. This goes to show you how much this film keeps you on your toes… doesn’t it?
I’m sure this movie is going to be rated about 5 ½ dead babies. I say this because the cheese factor is marvelous. Roxy’s father makes a crappy exploration man. Wearing his complete all white shorts and shirt ensemble complete with gray sun hat and black boots he sure speaks for all explorers with his fancy attire. Mr. Roxy’s father runs into the caveman and goes missing so Roxy and Tom make their way to the desert in their buggy and start doing donuts in the sand out of their severe concern. After a bunch of “Wee!” and orgasm noises – we see them at camp again with Tom’s magical guitar and hear his crappy tunes.
Roxy and Tom have a bunch of useless bitching at each other and all that couple crap. They decide to sleep in the desert because they don’t know where Roxy’s father is. Needless to say, this film is making me speechless by having me give you the play-by-play complete with sarcastic remarks. While Tom is playing the magical guitar – the caveman hears the sound of his music and is led to where they are camping. This 90 – minute film feels like it’s 900 minutes. So the caveman follows the sound and I hoped he was going to break Tom’s magical guitar. Because really, those hits just need to stop being sung. It makes me feel to perky. Perky must die! Die perky! And Tom! You could at least PRETEND to whistle!
I don’t see why people would want to go hunt a gigantic caveman. I mean, leave the dude alone. He’s perfectly content being all like – EERR EERRR ERR! MAHFLUGHLA FLUFFBUTTTOOOLAH! So why pester the poor fella? It’s not like he intentionally wanted to scare Roxy. He’s just all like – I’m too big to fit in a house so I be all caveman like. Ooga Booga! LET ME BONK YOU ON THE HEAD! I’m sure we’ve seen worse behavior from people that go to bars.
So the caveman steals Roxy because he likes the way she looks apparently. Because she is dressed like some hooker – he takes her into his cave where her father is laying there with a potentially broken clavicle. The dialogue in this film is some-what decent. You can tell that it was attempted to be something awesome. No, I don’t hate this film – I actually enjoy it quite a bit I mean come on – 5 ½ dead babies. The caveman looks at them both while Roxy’s dad tries to discuss how he and the caveman are friends. Why on earth would someone be scared of a giant human? He’s a human not a rattlesnake with venom. So what he could crush you with one hand, there’s nothing wrong with that.
So basically, the caveman takes a fancy to Roxy. And her dad is just letting him feel her all up and look for lice. Nothing says I fancy you than a lovely lice check and grope in front of papa. The caveman talks to his mummified family because he doesn’t realize that they have passed on. I honestly, feel sorry for the fella because it’s not like he knows any better and of course these rich people look down at him for being different. [Especially the ever so annoying, Roxy] Her father is actually being compassionate to this giant human being. Roxy is introduced to his family and you can kinda tell the dialogue was supposed to be somewhat comical.
Roxy has to take a nom of whatever caveman cooks over the flame and she gives the same look a rich hooker would give a happy meal. Complete disgust. She keeps bitching every two seconds that drives me nuts. The depth of the script for the caveman is heart-wrenching. His words speak to the soul in some eerie way. He does amazing caveman artwork amongst the walls.
Caveman is the last remaining giant because the sulfur in his cave kept him alive in some weird manner and mummified his dead family. Poor Tom is still out and about trying to find miss Roxy in a complete whining manner. He doesn’t seem all to serious in finding her and quite frankly his voice lacks the sense of puberty. Why do they always make the giant guy the bad one and not the bitchy teenage slut? Watching Tom run around with a shot gun is quite comical. I think if he had to use the thing he’d just fly backwards like some form of looney tune.
The Caveman is bringing home flowers for the creepy Roxy because he thinks she is his mate while Tom is still on the prowl for such a thing. Roxy and the caveman bond after shaving off his beard. Nothing says romance than a lovely beard trimming. Tom is stuck out in the desert while a bunch of cute animals that make me want to cuddle them! Reptiles are so lovely. Roxy gave the caveman a make over and starts to give him a flirty smile. The caveman is attracted to her perfume and starts wanting to just be with her. Caveman tries to mate with her but fails because her dad is watching so they go outside. Roxy tries to get away and Tom is around with the shot gun probably thinking caveman wants to kill her instead of love her. Roxy looks like she’s enjoying the caveman undressing her and not trying to get away at all as she returns the loving gaze back at him. Her father makes his way out of the cave to see the two of them together. Caveman wants to protect Roxy from her father but is shot by pretty Tom but Roxy is the one that is hit.
Clearly, this poor giant fella only wants to protect and care for Roxy. But his lack of language skills makes it impossible for anyone to trust him in any way. Caveman saw the gun hurt Roxy and broke it while Tom tries to punch the caveman to pieces. Only one slap of the caveman and pretty boy Tom is down – on a side note my cat is running around my living room like a dumbass – back to the film, Tom and Roxy accompanied by her father get away from Eegah. Poor Eegah watches as they go away into the distance. All he wanted was someone to care for. It’s sort of sad, because you see in Roxy’s eyes at the end she did care for caveman and he’s stuck there to die alone being the last one ever. I’m not honestly sure this should be placed under horror films at all. It’s not really a scary tale but more of one that deals with the human self now that I’m looking at it.
Caveman goes back to talk to his mummies and try to figure out what just happened. He had his first and probably only friend zone as I doubt anyone went out into the desert to befriend this creature. I think Eegah realizes that his family is dead at one point because he sets out to look for something living. EEGAH is the best thing heard shouted. The music is quite catchy and lame. I want something chocolate. Maybe a cake. Or a cookie. Or a cupcake. Or just a fucking bottle of chocolate syrup.

Anyway, Check out the film: Eegah!

Blood & guts
Mercy

Music Idols

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We all have individuals we look up to. It gives us joy & hope to see someone accomplishing our dreams – showing us that it is possible and not just a fantasy. I have many idols when it comes to music. But, I’m only going to share a select few and the reasoning behind me idolizing these people. I appreciate the mark they’ve made within the music world and in my soul.

Doro Pesch

– Doro is definitely the only woman I look up too. She showed the world that a chick can be in metal and not have to slut up. I used to sing to her music all the time and it gave me confidence to ditch the music to sing that was shoved down my throat, (my grandparents and school despised the fact I wanted to cover Doro songs) and just pursue what I want to do.

Peter Steele

– Type O Negative/Carnivore were the first two metal bands that I heard as a young child. From there my love for metal grew. The bass playing and vocal ability of this man inspired me to pick up bass and sing myself. My favorite song I used to sing as a small child was Black No 1. ( I would sing songs with numbers a lot! My other fave was White Zombie’s Thunderkiss ’65)

Ronnie James Dio

– Dio is another vocalist that inspired me to pursue my dreams. Goes to show that being an intelligent person and a big nerd can take you places. I don’t know what it is that caught my attention, possibly his stage presence – but it made me feel instantly at home. That the pop music crap the people around me were trying to shove on me wasn’t my place. Dio was just calling me home.

I apologize for the crappy post. As I got distracted thinking up pranks with my boyfriend.
– Mercy Desdemona

[ All photos from Google Images]