Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society
Mark Twain

Fairy Tales By Clarke
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Back then, back in the 80's the cardboard cities began springing up. Horrifying edifices to an outsider but homes to the working poor. Refrigerator boxes taped to washing machine and TV boxes, making little complexes to house the working parents and the children who were always dressed to go off to school.
The Most Dangerous Game The funny result was that the really homeless began keeping dogs. Guard dogs for the heaped up recyclables on their shopping carts and guard dogs for when they slept at night.
Soon it seemed every homeless person had a dog. They were strays only alike in that they were all hungry and underfed. In LA the issue was noticed. People shook their heads and made tsk tsk noises with their teeth clenched and then kept driving.
In London (The UK one) the Blue Cross (an animal charity, not a GNP gobbling insurance company) opened up clinics around Victoria and other hot spots so that the homeless could bring their dogs in for injections and health inspections. When it seemed that only the really insane were still out there the Blue Cross sent out rescue workers to walk the Strand at midnight to plow through the underpasses and look out for dogs in need of free health care.
My crew started out as 3 people, a tiny little vet student from Acton. She was about 4' 11", gold blonde hair she wore in messy ringlets, a round face set off by large studious glasses. I called her Little Doc because I can never remember anyone's name.
Her over protective boyfriend wasn't officially part of our crew. He might have made 5' with boots on. He was friendly enough, but out of his element with us. I could understand him wanting protect Little Doc. She was special enough and probably more than he thought he'd ever deserve.
I guess I was the "muscle". After a few weeks the boyfriend got bored, or frightened. I don't know which really, Little Doc told me I wasn't just protection. I was the only volunteer who wasn't afraid of the various dogs, and the only one the dogs weren't afraid of either. Maybe. Elf
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Even after she told me that I found it hard to work up the concern to think about it. All I knew was that once a week from midnight until 7 AM we'd start with the Strand. We'd start at the food truck that passed out expired Marks & Sparks sandwiches (the shrimp ones were pretty good)and wend our way through London's underworld. I'd talk to the dog owners while Little Doc gave them shots and certificates.
Most of the people didn't trust us, even though we had plastic laminated badges and all that. The vast majority were still anxious to get their dogs looked after. They questioned Little Doc's qualifications more than anything. I noticed that some of the people had bags of high quality dog food in their squats.
We had not trouble or incidents other than some who were fearful we were there to take their little dogs away. It wasn't an adventure; it was work. Some nights there were some adventuresome things that happened but all events just turned into work. But work with dogs hardly seems like work at all most times.
mr-magoo-radio.jpg There was a reason I'd gotten involved in all this trekking through the hidden life in London. Back in LA in the 80's I was working at Zoetrope (nee' Hollywood General, nee' Desilu Studios and who knows what in between) I was planning to go down to SIR. Someone told me they were selling off some of their rentals.
I was walking by Gower Gulch. Across the street, under a smog choked tree, there was a homeless guy. When I got closer I saw he had a coiled up rope in his hand and was whipping a dog. I went over and grabbed the guys arm. I wasn't very gentle. I looked at the dog. He was shaking and cowering, covering his head with his paws. He was about 50 pounds and as ugly a gray dog as you could imagine. He had a bad under bite that gave his face a punched in humanoid look. I didn't notice at the time but he was thin but not terribly under-fed.
I looked at the guy I was holding. He was squirming but, back then, I was a lot stronger than he was. He was ashen gray under that peculiar plastic sunburn living in the LA sun non-stop can bring. His face and forehead were covered in old peeling scabs. He was dirty.
I told him to knock it off. He told me to f... off surfer boy. I thought that was a weird insult but an insult is an insult so I hoisted him off the ground by his throat and was ready to punch him out when something miraculous happened.
The ugly little dog I was protecting attacked me. He didn't draw blood but the khakis I was wearing were pretty torn up. He didn't care about my motives, he didn't care that I was trying to save him from pain, this sad, ugly beaten wonderful dog only knew I was hurting the only thing that was precious to him.

So this podcast is for all the wonderful dogs I've known. I think there's too much country western in it but they're good tracks.

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Where Has My Little Dog Gone Hoosier Hot Shots
Plenty Of Dogs Lolas
I'm Walking The Dog Del McCoury Band
The Puppy Song Nilsson
Wild Dogs Of Kentucky Nervous Norvus
Barking Up The Wrong Tree Heartbeats
Little Woman Big Dog Frankie & The Pool Boys
Old King Neil Young
Get Down Marykate O'Neil
Hunger Strike Temple of The Dog
Every Dog Robin Zander
Werewolf Frantics
Spanish Flea Herb Alpert
Dad Gave My Dog Away T. Texas Tyler
Doggone Fine Roy Loney
Gonna Buy Me A Dog Boise And Moss With A Side Of Hamm
Loving Leash Meyerman
Hound Dog Link Wray
Hound Dog Man Fabian
How Come My Bulldog Don't Bark Howard Tate
Dog My Cats Wildfire Willie & The Ramblers
Old Blue Louisiana Honeydrippers
Man With Money Fabulous Poodles
The Poodle Dog Song Jimmie Davis
Tiki Dog Razorblades
It's A Dog's Life Plasticland
Dog Tired Tash Mints
Fox Chase Earl Taylor & The Stony Mountain Boys
Fox On The Run Sirens
Tennessee Hound Dog Osborne Brothers
Jackson Dog Larry Brinkley
Hot Dog Ohio Express
Dog Eddie Adcock Band
Bull Dog Down In Sunny Tennessee Dock Walsh with The Carolina Tar Heels
Dog Leg Hipbone Slim & The Knee Tremblers
Old Rattler Grandpa Jones
I Found My Best Friend In The Dog Pound Burl Ives

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Life is not so idiotically mathematical that only the big eat the small; it is just as common for a bee to kill a lion or at least to drive it mad
August Strindberg

Supermatism
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Cliches, cliches and cliches. Cliches give meaning to life, don’t they? The good ones do anyway.
It’s summer finally. Summer is always the time when boys and girls forget about dreams and aspirations and just live in The Mole People the bright sun, walking with your favorite girlfriend down a sticky tar road to the beach. (In summer it is always girls and boys. Men and women are for harsher, less vivid, times)
That leaves us with all the corny images; warm suns, rolling humps of waves, bongos and acoustic guitars on the dawning beach with miles of bikinis dotting the shore break and cases of Mickey’s Big Mouth lager that somehow always stay cold. Corny and comforting, like the scent of coconut oil being blown away by the smell of night blooming jasmine and gasoline fumes.
I surfed. I was a surfer so the summer was just the time that strangers came to my beach. The waves don’t have a lot of juice in the summer so the girls were a welcome diversion.
Summer always meant long nights and longer days, sharing and learning 17 year old’s wisdom. Staring at girls sunbathing topless, right there on our beach, while trying to pretend we were too cool to bother staring, like breasts were something we saw so many of that they were almost boring.
There’s something about the mixture of summer sun and sea water that burnishes the soul then cools and tempers it in the reflecting moonlight. It makes you feel alone and like you are the only one of your kind in the universe. It’s a sad and lonely feeling even as your skin warms and peels; burnished souls bought out to the surface. And it is in seeing each others souls proudly or shyly touted that we learn who we are and that glimpse of anthers soul is what we decipher as love and friendship. We always needed music to hear what we were feeling laid out there so we knew that as unique as we were there were hundreds and thousands similar enough to be us.
Surf music was a different thing to surfers. Surf music was the mix tape you made that you played on the short drive to the beach. Your buddy with the best sound system would back up as close to the water as he could and he’d crank it and play your mix tape or the radio.
The Barber Shop by Edward Hopper
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Surfing doesn’t really need an external soundtrack, what goes on in your head is usually enough. I think a lot of people would be disappointed at what surf music was to us. Still I made this podcast with the old mix tape days in mind; where the dinginess of winter and the fervent hope of spring didn’t really exist anymore. Summer was for living and laughing and hanging with your friends. This is music for that.


I waited a long time to put this up here. As you may know, I’m not very comfortable with the high volume of downloads. I don’t know that many people! I was just trying to segregate out where everything was coming from. Mostly it’s from iTunes. So now I know.

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1. Offspring-Cruisin' California (Bumpin' In My Trunk)
2. Teen Machine-School's Over
3. Jamies-Summertime, Summertime
4. Doug Powell-I Woke Up In Love This Morning
5. Surfin' Lungs-Oh Oh I love Her So
6. Jan And Dean-I Found A Girl
7. Treasures-Minor Chaos
8. Decibels-Please Please Me
9. Magic Christian-Anytime At All
10. Five Americans-I See The Light
11. Lolas-Yummy Yummy Yummy
12. Dick Dale-Surfin' And Swingin'
13. Bobby Fuller Four-Wine Wine Wine
14. Larry And The Loafers-Let's Go To The Beach
15. Fountains Of Wayne-A Dip In The Ocean
16. Surf Punks-The Surfmen
17. Surf Coasters-Summertime Blues
18. Johnny Rivers-Mountain Of Love
19. Paul Revere And The Raiders-Steppin' Out
20. Tina And The Total Babes-Toungue Tied
21. Yum Yums-Bird Dance Beat
22. Donna Loren-It Only Hurts When I Cry
23. Susan Lynne-Don't Drag No More
24. Ramouns-I Get Around
25. Beach Boys-Wendy
26. Pyewacket-You Were On My Mind
27. City Surfers-Beach Ball
28. Sparkle Jets UK-Summertime Dreamin'
29. Kaos Killers-Get Smart
30. Surfaris-Hound Dog
31. Del Shannon-Action
32. Ricky Nelson-Summertime
33. Dropkick-Waking Up In Sunshine
34. Travoltas-California Girls
35. Willie And The Wheels-Skateboard Craze
36. Jeff Larson-Summer Fades
37. Whites-Sunny Side
38. Mary Weiss-You Can Stay With Me
39. Travoltas-I Want To Believe
40. Ventures-Walk Don't Run '64
41. Ataris-Boys Of Summer

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This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something
Elizabeth Gilbert

3D_22.jpg It's one year since my beloved puppy, Shelby, passed away after only 7 years on this planet.
I miss her. No surprises there.
I wanted to dedicate this little podcast to her because as much as her death pains me even that can't put a dent into the years of contentment, love and laughs she brought me, the years of adventures and look at this, Dave, will outshine any grief.
I was going to make this podcast filled with nothing but dead singers but that got really pretty morose and sad, so I gave that up and just played songs I kept in the iPod.
Only the last half dozen are about Shelby. The last one is the Pet Shop Boys, who are not really a group people would associate with me. I have a friend, also Belgian like Shel, who would argue that the Pet Shop Boys are the greatest group in an ever evolving cosmos. We overlook our friends flaws as I hope they overlook mine.
My wife told me about one of our next door neighbours in Canada. After I'd returned to the States the neighbour asked her whatever became of the crazy guy who she always saw in the backyard dancing with his dog.
The Pet Shop Boys "Always On My Mind" is a song Shel and I would dance to. We didn't do the spiffy ball room dog dancing that they used to talk about. Shel and I did the typical white boy dancing we do in the clubs we get dragged to. Shelby would keep the rhythm well and dance by my side. Every dance ended with her jumping on me and trying to give me a kiss even though she knew how much I hate dog kisses.
If she were here now I'd let her kiss me.
When I started doing the podcast I liked that 80 to a hundred people would listen to it. Some how it accelerated, there were over 40,000 downloads of the Buddy Holly one and over twice that of the whacky Xmas one. I don't know how I feel about that. I know at least 80 to a hundred people, I doubt if I know 40,000 plus. I don't think even many of the 100 would understand how I felt about my dog and she felt about her boy. And that is morose and sad too.
Enjoy the music, please.

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Jan And Dean-Here They Come (alt)
Mitch Ryder And The Detroit Wheels-Devil With A Blue Dress
Chesterfield Kings-Sick And Tired Of You
Slingsby Hornets-Rock And Roll Love Letter
Candypants-Nerdy Boys
Strangeloves-I Want Candy
Jackie DeShannon-Trouble
Hollies-Pay You Back With Interest
Jam-It's Too Bad
Tokens-409
Walter Clevenger-Little Bit O' Soul
Kik-Zevenhuizer zondag
Dorktones-Valleri
Union Avenue-Little Green Bag
Spades-We Sell Soul
Jon Blair And The Nightriders-Minor Chaos
Ramouns-In My Room
Someloves-Don't Talk About Us
Hondells-A Guy Without Wheels
Johnny Ramone-Viva Las Vegas
Beat Farmers-Bigger Stones
Tip Toppers-Someone Like Me
BelAirs-Mr Moto
Explorers Club-Any Little Way
Mink Jaguar-Campsie City Line
Hazel Adkins-I Don't Want Nobody
Murray Lachlan Young-Doo Wah Diddy
Ghastly Ones-The Icy Grip Of Fear
Tom Petty-Zombie Zoo
Scheme-I Don't Want To Say Goodbye
Chris Von Sneidern-I Can't Reach You
Spongetones-Now You're Gone
Pet Shop Boys-Always On My Mind

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The best index to a person's character is how he treats people who can't do him any good, and how he treats people who can't fight back.
Abigail Van Buren

Yin by Saioul
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Life is in one of those miserable patches for me right now. So I'm looking to the SuperBowl for a minute of relief. How bourgeoise of me, how working class.
I'm hoping for a Seahawks win. I like Russell Wilson and how can you not like Richard Sherman. I have issues with Peyton Manning going all the way back to Tennessee. (Remember he never won a National Championship, Tennessee got it the year after Manning graduated.) But mainly I think Pete Carroll is the greatest coach our sport has yet seen. He alone still thinks of the game as fun and he still admires the young men who condition themselves to be in a state to excel.
Someone who believes and trusts in others in an ultra competitive tiny world has to be acknowledged as a great man.

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I remember feeling stung when Variety reported, in one of those little throw away capsule bits, that Hall And Oates had passed the Everly Brothers as the best selling pop duo of all time.
Hall and Oates. I think it was Billy Miller who commented, “There’s just a lot more people buying records now than there used to be.” Which makes sense if you don’t think about it and just makes me sad if you do think about it.
I met Don Everly. Maybe met is too strong a word. I was within 10 feet of him for 3 hours. My friend is an Animal Behaviorist. Don had a pair of Belgian Shepherds that were running his house. My friend invited me along because I loved Belgians. He didn’t know, or care, that I also loved the Everly Brothers.
A couple of other celebrities I knew shipped their “unruly” dogs to places unknown. But Don Everly was spending 3 hundred bucks an hour so he could learn how to live with his dogs. That was all he wanted. I liked him. I like the way he acted with me and I liked the way he acted with his dogs even more.
Phil had dogs too. Big dogs, pure breds and mutts. They were southern boys and boy and man they loved their dogs.
They were entertainers who loved to rock. On stage since the early fifties, they learned to sing and play in front of an audience.
With their chiming chunking Gibson B210’s and those insane harmonies that sounded like the Tibetan throat singers, like two voices coming from one throat; how could you not love the Everly Brothers. What could be so wrong with you that you’d buy “Maneater” instead of “May You Always Drive a Cadillac”.
I don’t know. I only know that Phil Everly is dead. In the last pictures before he passed he looked like how I’d wished my Grandpa looked, not how you’d expect that razor cut ferret cheeked, lazer eyed JD killer from the album covers to end up. I like that. I like it because every pop group that has ever used a harmony, from the Beach Boys to the Beatles to the Lolas owes a little something to the Everly Brothers. And when you look down that long line of faces it’s nice to end up on the content lined face of Phil Everly.
Don Everly’s only comment was, “I don’t know what to say. I always figured I’d die first.”
The Everly Brothers gave us the rhythm and the beat, the heart and the tingling sounds, the peace and the vision and all they wanted was for us to listen. And some money, but who doesn’t want that?

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Unexpected intrusions of beauty. This is what life is.
Saul Bellow


Situation desperate but serious.
It doesn't mean you can't dance while you wait for your Christmas/Hanukah/Kwanza/solstice miracle.
I've been doing mix tapes for Christmas for nearly 20 years. I used to use metal tape and spend days drawing cassette cover/Christmas cards. The best ones were the ones featuring the music I recorded from our previous years Christmas party. It's just not Christmas without the music. Lots of new and old stuff here. Dig.
My deaf puppy is doing better and better. I still miss my girl. There's always a moment every day when the emptiness hits.
And I found a microphone for talking on the podcast. Real important stuff there. I'll get it when I find a job and pay the rent, get in some food, fill my scripts, take the dogs to the vet . . . so not real soon.

Ruin Christmas With The Cool And The Crazy!

Christmas 2 2013

Three Jokers And An Ace - Sleigh Bell Rock
Bob Rivers - Going Up to Bethlehem
Jefferey Foskett - Little Saint Nick
Sleeping At Last - Christmas Is All Around (Love Actually)
Click Five - My Girlfriend (Forgot Me This Christmas)
Letters To Cleo - (WTFAMP) The Christmas Song
Death Valley - Carol Of the Bells
5678's - Rock N Roll Santa
Patsy Raye & The Beatniks - Beatnick's Wish
Blink 182 - I Won't Be Home For Christmas
Joey Ramone - Christmas (Baby, Please Come Home)
Surfin' Lungs - Surfin' On Christmas Day
Shonen Knife - Sweet Christmas
Fab Four - Hark The Herald Angels Sing
Boss Martians - It's Christmas Time
Mighty Mighty BossTones - This Time Of Year
Roger McGuinn - We Three Kings
Christmas Jug Band - Somebody Stole My Santa Claus Suit
Louis Armstrong - Cool Yule
Elvis Presley - LeAnne Rimes - Here Comes Santa Claus
Me, You And Her - I'll Be Home For Christmas
Psychotic Youth - Another Christmas
Vegas With Randolph - Snow Day
Bad Religion - Little Drummer Boy
Caravan Of Thieves - I Don't Want Anything For Christmas
dB's - Feliz Navidad
Dollyrots - Santa Baby
Beach Boys - Santa Got An Airplane
Ben Cartwright (Lorne Greene) Stuck In The Chimney
Debbie And The Darnells - Santa, Teach Me To Dance
Cliffters and Torben Lendager - Santa Bring My Baby Back To Me
Untamed Youth - Santa's Gonna Shut 'Em Down
Dave Brubeck - Santa Claus Is Coming to Town
Bob B Soxx And The Blue Jeans - The Bells Of St Mary's
Darlene Love - All Alone On Christmas
Royal Guardsmen - Snoopy's Christmas
Blue Hawaiians - Mele Kalihimala
Les Paul And Mary Ford - White Christmas
Episodes - The Christmas Tree
George Jones - My Mom And Santa Claus
Long Island Hornets - Chop Top Christmas
Kik - A Christmas Song For You
Freddy Cannon - Have A Boom Boom Christmas
Grip Weeds - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
Big Boy Pete - Silent Night
Scrooge - A Christmas Carol

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For each of us comes a time when we must be more than what we are
Lloyd Alexander


Well, my situation is desperate but not serious. Healthy enough but still looking for work. Worrisome.

This is the promised Buddy Holly podcast. When I get work I'll buy a decent microphone and talk some, probably just monotonous telling you what you've already heard.
This podcast tries to pick up some of the greater covers of Buddy Holly tunes, followed by a couple of tribute songs including the sizzling and powerful "Day In The Life" by Big Daddy, the bothos laden "Theee Stars" by Eddie Cochran and the bouncy and totally fun track, "Buddy's Song" by Bobby Vee, where all the lyrics are from Buddy Holly tunes!
It ends with a lot of popular and some rarer tracks, a lot featuring Buddy on acoustic guitar where he proves that a man armed with a guitar can rock the joint. I guess it also proves that guitar lessons can make you popular at parties. The six strings that made a man out of . . . me, I guess.
Next up the dreaded Christmas podcast!

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Bobby Fuller Four - Peggy Sue-Pamela-Love's Made A Fool Of You
Pat Monahan - Maybe Baby
Mud - Oh Boy
JD Southern - Everyday
Shoes - Words Of Love
Sonny Curtis - Talk About My Baby
Troggs - Peggy Sue
Roky Erickson - Peggy Sue Got Married
Rolling Stones - Not Fade Away
Detrit Cobras - Heartbeat
Marty Stuart - Crying, Waiting, Hoping
Nick Lowe - Changing All Those Changes
Everly Brothers - That'll Be The Day
Ricky Nelson - Rave On
Frank Bacon - Shiela
Imelda May - I'm Looking For Someone To Love
Albert Lee - Learning The Game
Chris Bailey - It Doesn't Matter Anymore
Jackson Browne - True Love Ways
Cee Lo Green - (You're So Square) Baby I Don't Case
Country Rockers - Rock Around With Ollie Vee
Big Daddy - A Day In The Life
Chuck Travis - Gone Too Soon
Eddie Cochran - Three Stars
Bobby Vee - Buddy's Song
Tremelos - Peggy Sue
Steeleye Span - Rave On
Buddy Holly

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Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart
Confucius

The Lone Lizard by Vaughn Bode
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It's time to end this blog.
The last post is below. It's a longish half finished tract about how dogs and dolphins deserve to be treated as equals and that we severely underestimate them and demean ourselves in the way we treat them.
Five Fingers Of Death With the NSA, MPAA and the RAIA destroying the internet and trying to turn it into something old and as worthless as TV and nationwide radio; it's time to let go.
Over a decade ago blogs and RSS feeds were the new thing. They were exciting. People talking about their days and worries, thoughts, dreams and despair.
Then it got monetized and publishers tried to do books of the mommy blogs. When that didn't make serious money and others realized you couldn't just shout SHAZAM to get rich a huge wave of sadness engulfed blogs and most of them began to vanish.
Then that rather creepy Zuckerburg fellow worked with a few other rather loathsome types and created Facebook. Facebook took away all privacy and viewed people as crude commodities to get rich off of. And we ate it up. People believed that it was real life and not a controlled environment in total control of a zealot who believed only in money and his own hidden agenda. So in place of a wild frontier we got nicely paved streets lined with barbed wire and almost everyone was happy.
Now blogs are just a place for the deluded right and left find a way to reinforce their delusions. My blog was becoming too much like that and a place to mourn my poor puppy. A grief that still follows me everyday.
The music blogs still exist and they are still great.
I'm going to keep the site up as long as I can. My puppy's blog still gets 30 to 50 visitors a day. A lot of them from google searches like "the doctor dog who makes me laugh" and "the black dog who talks funny".
I'll be using this blog to post the podcast info. For whatever reason google doesn't want to index the podcast page. How strange.
There's a lot to say in goodbyes, most of it unsaid and most of it forgotten. This isn't any kind of real goodbye or any sort of passing.

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Mystery Action - Get Action
Swingin' Neckbreakers - No Costume, No Candy
Lolas - They're Coming For You Barbara
Zane Brothers - Dracula
Zacherele - Halloween Hootenanny
Mike Fern - The Headhunters
Dan Miraldi - Vampire Girl
Untamed - Tears In dead Eyes
Screaming Jay Hawkins - Feast Of the Mau Mau
The Mad Daddy - Stubbly McGongster
Rod Willis - The Cat
Ding And Bat - Hearse On Safari
Deadbolt - Billy's Dead
Milton DeLugg And The Band With A Slug - The Munster's Theme
Jumpin' Gene Simmons - Haunted House
Frankie & The Newports - Monster Mash
Allen Sherman - My Son, The Vampire
Billy Taylor - Wombie Zombie
Ghastly Ones - Surfin' Spooks
Hollywood Flames - Frankenstein's Den
Legendary Invisible Men - Spook's Night Out
Ben Colder - Shudders And Screams
Fiends - Theme From The Addams Family
Dave Edmunds - Black Lagoon
Glenn Danzig - Spook City USA
Iggy Pop - Funtime
Jackie Morningstar - Rockin' In The Graveyard
Crimson Ghosts - Halloween
Chimps - Dracula's Daughter
Billy Lee Riley - Nightmare Mash
Bob Ridgley - Way Out Mummy
Bobby Please - The Monster
Kac-Ties - Mr Werewolf
Frankie & The Fashions - Witch Doctor
Fabulous Five - Janie Made A Monster
Bert Convy - The Gorilla
Four Flips - Trick Or Treat
Deadly Ones - Rebel Rouser
Bill Buchanan - Beware
Billy DeMarco & Count Dracula - Drac's Back
Nightmares - Headless Ghost
Three Suns - Danny's Inferno
Zacharele - Happy Halloween

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