It's Close To Midnight And Something Evil's Lurking In The Dark
Under The Moonlight You See A Sight That Almost Stops Your Heart
You Try To Scream But Terror Takes The Sound Before You Make It
You Start To Freeze As Horror Looks You Right Between The Eyes,
You're Paralyzed
You Hear The Door Slam And Realize There's Nowhere Left To Run
You Feel The Cold Hand And Wonder If You'll Ever See The Sun
You Close Your Eyes And Hope That This Is Just
Imagination
But All The While You Hear The Creature Creepin' Up
Behind
You're Out Of Time
Night Creatures Call
And The Dead Start To Walk In Their Masquerade
There's No Escapin' The Jaws Of The Alien This Time
This Is The End Of Your Life
They're Out To Get You, There's Demons Closing In On Every Side
They Will Possess You Unless You Change The Number On Your Dial
Now Is The Time For You And I To Cuddle Close Together...
It sounds like our way cool curator himself, Mr. Scott Lawrimore, is channeling some 'old timey' horror film macabre up at the old haunted Frye mansion on the hill these days.
i sure hope he's dressed up as Mr.Vincent Price himself, candelabra in tow, black curtains and all-Just perfect for Halloween!
Did yo know Vincent Price was an art collector, curator, and dealer too? ...just sayin'
didn't the frye have some rule where everything exhibited had to be figurative paintings? and it was kind of old and stuffy as a result? what happened?
Wow. What a piece of writing. I'm heartsick that I missed this show. Thanks, Jen, for your talent. And congrats on being a Pulitzer finalist. There's no doubt about why you received such recognition.
Under The Moonlight You See A Sight That Almost Stops Your Heart
You Try To Scream But Terror Takes The Sound Before You Make It
You Start To Freeze As Horror Looks You Right Between The Eyes,
You're Paralyzed
You Hear The Door Slam And Realize There's Nowhere Left To Run
You Feel The Cold Hand And Wonder If You'll Ever See The Sun
You Close Your Eyes And Hope That This Is Just
Imagination
But All The While You Hear The Creature Creepin' Up
Behind
You're Out Of Time
Night Creatures Call
And The Dead Start To Walk In Their Masquerade
There's No Escapin' The Jaws Of The Alien This Time
This Is The End Of Your Life
They're Out To Get You, There's Demons Closing In On Every Side
They Will Possess You Unless You Change The Number On Your Dial
Now Is The Time For You And I To Cuddle Close Together...
..GOSH, .I do hope everyones O.K.!!!
i sure hope he's dressed up as Mr.Vincent Price himself, candelabra in tow, black curtains and all-Just perfect for Halloween!
Did yo know Vincent Price was an art collector, curator, and dealer too? ...just sayin'