80’s Goth Rock – (VIDEO)


Hello Creeps! Today, we have made a new video discussing our thoughts on Goth Rock, the 80s, and Hair-dos!

I apologize for my horrid dancing abilities!

– Mercy

From Dream to Reality


Dear Creeps,

Don’t ever deny yourself a chance to make your dreams a reality. Don’t be scared of the unknown and hop out of your comfort zone. You’ll feel so much better and see more opportunities in front of you. I was such a meek girl when I was younger. I ignored a lot of chances to get moving forward because I went by word of mouth or I didn’t have the drive for success. Then, just recently – a GIGANTIC weight was put on my shoulders. I had no choice but to step forward and branch out of my meek exterior. Inside, I was a burning flame. I had so much potential and so many dreams. Here I am. Accomplishing it all. By shattering my meek shell and deciding to be me for once.

I’ve had an interesting year. 2013 was the ending of many things… but the creation of something even better. My love and I have a passion for music and the industry. We have a heart for independent musicians since we are ones ourselves. Not only are we helping my family’s ice cream shop and well-being, we’re creating a place for independent acts to achieve their dream of being exposed and either creating or helping a fan base grow. This music festival fundraiser has reached all the way down to central New York! I really enjoy being surrounded by the hustle and bustle of creating this thing! Bands, Music, Stages, Lights… this is all I’ve ever wanted to do in my life. We are BOTH exhausted and look forward to the festival’s arrival and to relax with a bonfire afterwards. Unsuccessful Entertainment will be back making videos AFTER the festival!

Can't ya tell we're exhausted?  © Mercy Desdemona 2013

Can’t ya tell we’re exhausted?
© Mercy Desdemona 2013


You Just Know…


So many of us spend too much time wondering what if and doubting the lovely world around us. When something is going great – we tend to look at what could happen instead of the beautiful reality before us. Many people say I’m too young to know my emotions fully and that “living in sin” with my boyfriend is an entirely bad idea. I always get asked: How do you know you want to be with him long term? The thing is, you just know. When you have an argument, you can’t walk away because you’re so worried if the other one is okay. You support them in their time of need, even when times are dark. You become a team of one, instead of two individuals lost within the world. Your souls intertwine at a spiritual level. I may be a young lady. I have much of this world ahead of me. But, I am confident in saying that I know he will always be there. Through the amazing and through the horrid. It’s a feeling within my gut, heart, and soul. It’s an unexplainable connection, which is why it’s so hard to answer the question. It’s one of those things people have to experience first hand!

Don’t be Afraid! Stop What Iff-ing and start living!

Myself and my love.

Myself and my love.


We met awhile back and started discussing music, dreams, films, etc. and noticed we had a lot in common. It wasn’t before long, we went from friends to lovers. Even as friends, we could both sense there was something more to the relationship. When angry, we never fail to bring a smile upon our faces. When things are horrid, we keep each other afloat against the waves of the sea of depression. I never thought I could meet someone so dear to me. Feel so much emotion and feel so alive!

After living hours away from each other, we decided to move in together. It was the best thing we could do for our lovely relationship. Why? Because it made us stronger. We no longer had to feel depressed when the other was gone away due to technological difficulties and such.

Our connection is deep and unique. We can feel each others emotions. We instantly know when something is wrong. We walk the same path. Faithfulness and Loyalty is still out there in the sea of the unfaithful. I found my love and you can find yours.




Anti-Valentine’s Day!


I am rather negative towards Valentine’s Day, even though I’m with my love. I’ve never been one to enjoy the pink, the cheesy hallmark cards nor the creepy heart shaped boxes of candy. (The candy I will gladly nom though!) The thing is, You don’t need a corporate holiday to show someone you adore them. It’s not about what sales are on in time for the holiday. It’s about cherishing each day and moment like it would be your last. Living to the fullest with your love or friends or whomever you’re with at the moment. And to those that claim to be “forever alone”, you aren’t. Because it’s time to concentrate on you!

Happy Anti-Valentine’s Day Creeps!

Remember, this holiday is useless and only there to line the corporate C.E.O.s with more money. It’s better to take a random day out of the year and make it your own Valentine’s Day.

Today we just don’t know what to do with ourselves! So tomorrow we’re going to have a lovely night on the town.




Dreams are an interesting thing. It helps us figure out issues that have been bothering us, or bringing about a new point of view to the situation we’re in. Last night’s dream was so full of emotion that I can’t even begin to sort it out. I thought I’d start off my Monday by getting this dream off my chest because it’s caused a bit of confusion.

The dream was split up into three parts as so:

  1. I was sitting on a swing that was hanging from a tree in the middle of a large grassy field. It was near sunset and the breeze was warm and cool at the same time. My love came to join me upon the swing next to me. We held each other’s hands and just watched the sunset in a relaxed state. The scene then moved to a castle upon a hill by a dark ocean. The moon’s reflection ever so perfect upon the waves. My love and I were the owners of the castle. We spent our lives composing music in the night. I felt nothing but contentment.
  2. I’m at my house. The wind is heavy against the windows. I try calling out for my father but he’s no where to be found. I feel a sense of worry in my gut. My boyfriend and my brother are working hard in the shop. News of a fresh snow is coming again. The freezers and food is a shortage. I keep asking them where dad is and they keep looking at me like I missed something. I go in the house, my grandma isn’t there either. Her stuff is gone as if she’s passed on. My dad’s girlfriend is in the bedroom with the flu. I look around the house for my father and he’s no where to be found. His belongings packed in the basement as if they were a box of memories. I run outside because I need help and I needed to talk to my father. My boyfriend kisses me and tells me dad is gone. The sky stays gray.
  3. This part was weird and jumbled up. A person I don’t know came over to my house for dinner. She was a woman with curly blonde hair, in an up do. She was wearing a white dress, it looked like something a woman from the 1920s would wear. I didn’t like this person. It went black for a moment and I had blood everywhere. I chopped up the person and put them under my bed. A girl I went to school with was talking to me, saying I’m a good person and trustworthy, I started to get worried that she would look under my bed, so i took the body out back and buried it. I lit a candle in remembrance and said, ‘It’s time for me to be me.’

I went to google ‘Dream Moods’ and this is their interpretation for each section:

  1. Musical Instruments 
    To see musical instruments in your dream indicate the expectation of fun and pleasures. You are focused on enjoying life and all that it has to offer. The dream also represents your talents and your ability to communicate with others. Certain musical instruments are symbolic of sexual organs and thus point to your sexuality.�If you play a musical instrument in your waking life, then the dream may serve as a rehearsal to improve your technique. Also: Music 
    To hear harmonious and soothing music in your dream signifies prosperity and pleasure. You are expressing your emotions in a positive way. Music serves to heal the soul.
  2. Death 
    To dream about the death of a loved one suggests that you are lacking a certain aspect or quality that the loved one embodies. Ask yourself what makes this person special or what you like about them. It is that very quality that you are lacking in your own relationship or circumstances. Alternatively, the dream indicates that whatever that person represents has no part in your own life anymore.�In particular, to dream about the death of your living parents indicates that you are undergoing a significant change in your waking life. Your relationship with your parents has evolved into a new realm.
  3. Murder 

To dream that you have committed a murder indicates that you are putting an end to an old habit and a former way of thinking. This could also refer to an end to an addiction. Alternatively, the dream indicates that you have some repressed aggression or rage at yourself or at someone. Note also that dreams of murder occur frequently during periods of depression.

Resource: http://www.dreammoods.com/


My interpretations: 

  1. I feel that I finally have someone I can trust that isn’t family. It took me a long time to find a special person. The castle and such I’ve seen plenty of times before and see it as my Utopia (where I believe we all go when we die.). To see my love with me in my Utopia makes me happy and feel at peace. I don’t need to worry because he truly has my back in every situation. 
  2. I don’t see the death of my father as a negative. I agree with the interpretation. It’s a new beginning in the relationship. It’s my turn to step up and take charge. Show him that I can handle the world in case of an emergency situation. I was devastated because I missed the childhood times and jokes that have to be locked away in a box of memories. 
  3. I am a natural blonde, with curly hair. I have an obsession with the 1920s. I never got along with people in school because I was different. They only called me awesome and trustworthy before I dyed my hair and expressing who I truly am. The person donned in 20s clothing and blonde hair could be myself. I chopped up who I used to be because it isn’t truly who I am. I despised being put in the picture and I hate how people talk about me like I’m already dead because I no longer dress the way they want me too or have my natural hair color. I want to be referred to ME when it comes to people discussing me at family events. I don’t want to keep hearing about the “Me” that they thought I was. 

Have you creeps had any interesting or wild dreams lately? If you care to share, leave a comment below.


– Mercy

Don’t Lose Yourself


I’ve grown tired of my lack of ambition. I graduated high school in 2009. I was a strong-willed; ambitious young woman that was a successful bass player and vocalist. I had the guts it took to be who I wanted to be. No one could discourage me or tell me any different than what I wanted to do. I had a dream and was willing to obtain it. Through hard work and learning.

2010, I joined University online. The ambition, the strong-will, and my might started to diminish the more I was in school. I started to settle for what life was. My dreams were slowly being squashed and I thought, hey I’ll just settle for something near my dream instead of obtaining it.

2013, I’m done having my life sucked out by anyone. I have the drive, the ambition, the work ethic and not to mention, I’ve got what it takes to make a success out of myself. I filled out a leave of absence form for school. This is when I lost friends because it’s not what they approved of or because I was changing. I started to get bullied. For doing absolutely nothing but finding myself. I’m tired of settling for what life is. I’m going to pursue the family shop, I”m going to pursue my music and use my talents. I have a lot to offer to a community. I’m tired of seeing female vocalists shy away because they don’t feel beautiful enough and then go forth to “slut up” and waste their talents.

No. I’m not someone that would be put in playboy magazine or go on to win Sexiest Metal Queen. I’m an average woman. But I’ve got drive, a fire of life in my soul, and talent to take me to where I want to go.

I’m tired of being silent because “friends” tell me I’m going down a wrong path because it’s not what they would do. Screw people. My life isn’t about them or settling for nothing.

Don’t ever give up yourself. If you feel yourself is slipping away, something is wrong.

Nice Deeds



Today we’re going to talk a little about nice deeds. Doing a nice deed because out of kindness is always a good thing. The negative is when people do nice deeds and then expect payment back for the nice deed. They hold it over your head like a storm cloud. This is when people only do good deeds because it’s what they are told is right, NOT because they feel it within themselves to do this deed automatically.

Examples of good deeds are:

A. Helping one on the side of the road with a flat tire and not expecting a payment for the job.

B. Giving someone a ride to work or an appointment and not keeping tabs on how many times you’ve done this.

C. Baking a snack at your own free will for someone’s special occassion or just becuase you feel like the person deserved a home cooked desert and NOT expecting anything in return.

I remember this one time my dad came home from a trip downstate. He told us about helping a man in a vehicle who was broke down on the side of the road. My dad pulled over and helped the man out. He had tools and such available on his truck and didn’t want to leave the man stranded on the highway. He didn’t want any payment in return. He knows how it feels to be trapped on the side of the road and how many times he wished someone would aid him at those times.

About a week or so later a letter came in the mail. It was a letter from the man he had helped thanking him for all the help and how grateful he was that he got to his location on time. He went on to say how he was shocked someone even stopped to help as it’s a rare occurance nowadays and much more.

You see – when you do nice deeds out of the fact that you’re a nice person, you make people realize that the world isn’t all bad. That there are other individuals out there that still have a shred of humanity. You give people a smile and a soul full of warmth. Because they know you are doing this out of the fact you’ve been in their shoes or if you haven’t you try to understand.

When you do nice deeds just because a book (holy bible etc) or you’re taught it is the right way to live because it’ll push you farther up society’s coat tales – it’s wrong. Because it’s not from the heart. It’s a show. An act. And you expect a return for the nice deed, making the person feel bad for taking help from you or bullying the person into thinking they would be nothing without you.

I guess what I’m saying here – there’s a difference between a genuine person and a fraud. Don’t let them beat you down because they want to be perfect. They will never account for their mistakes or actions. Always use a scapegoat. They’ll never learn from the mistakes. Just keep masking them.

You’re better than that.

– Blood, guts, and a little bit of jumbled wisdom,

Mercy Desdemona