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21st Century Scop does Horror Realm

March 11th, 2012

Mike Christopher, Lawrence C. Connolly, John Amplas at Horror Realm.

The undead sure know how to party.

I’ve just returned from Horror Realm, where I shared billing with John Amplas (Martin), Mike Christopher (Dawn of the Dead), and Kyra Schon (Night of the Living Dead).  Also in attendance were Chris Rickert (Eljay’s Books), Tiffany Apan, and lots and lots of zombies.

Primarily a media convention, with a strong focus on the films of George A. Romero, the event drew a couple hundred enthusiastic fans, many of them decked out in their best living-dead regalia.

The  21st Century Scop performance centered on Voices: Tales of Horror (nominated for this year’s Bram Stoker Award). It drew a nice group of readers and fans. Chris Rickert did the introduction.

Here’s the playlist, a great way to revisit the show if you were there . . . or imagine you were if you weren’t. Click the links to access notes, samples, and highlights:

Horror Realm readers.

“Axle Rising” (Veins: Soundtrack)

“The Haunted Attic 1961” (Voices)

“Step on a Crack” (Visions)

 “Shooting Evil” (This Way to Egress)

Something in the Darkness (Veins: Soundtrack)

“Mrs. Halfbooger’s Basement” (Voices)

“Downhill Run” (Veins: Soundtrack)

“Monte” (Voices)

A question-and-answer session followed, then it was back to the signing table to hang out and talk to fans and make new friends, many of whom I hope to meet up with again when Horror Realm returns in September. I’m already planning to attend.

Were you there this weekend? Do you have a comment or something to share? The comment tab below and the Facebook, Twitter, and contact buttons above are open. Feel free to share your Voices!

Communing with the Masters

February 19th, 2012

It’s about community, not competition.

A number of people have submitted emails in response to the news post I put up yesterday, and some have asked about the meaning of the Dante quote:

e più d’onore ancora assai mi fenno,
ch’e’ sì mi fecer de la loro schiera . . .

The lines are from The Inferno, Canto 4, a scene in which Dante leaves the dark wood to find himself in a pastoral region that sits apart from the errors of the world and the terrors of Hell. Here, in a place beyond time, he joins with five masters of his craft:  Homer, Horace, Ovid, Lucan, and Virgil. These are the writers he has long admired, and he sums up his feelings about finding himself among them with the aforementioned lines, which can be translated thus:

And more honor still, much more, they did me
In that they made me one of their own band . . .

It occurs to me now, particularly after seeing the cover of Voices displayed alongside five other Stoker Nominees at SF Signal, that I might have included one more line in yesterday’s quote.

Here are the full three lines of Dante’s tercet:

e più d’onore ancora assai mi fenno,
ch’e’ sì mi fecer de la loro schiera,
sì ch’io fui sesto tra cotanto senno.

 And in English:

And more honor still, much more, they did me
In that they made me one of their own band,
So that I was the sixth, amid so much wisdom.

I think that’s fitting. It’s not about the competition, about winning or losing against the other works in the collection category. It’s enough to be allowed to stand alongside five of my favorite writers, counted as a member of their band. It’s community, not competition.

Do you agree?

Primordial Score

February 10th, 2012

Nearly sixty years ago, a Japanese composer dragged a leather glove across the strings of a contrabass and created one of the most distinctive sounds in 20th century cinema — Godzilla’s Roar.

I was six when I first heard it, sitting on the floor of my Levittown living room, watching a staticy cathode-ray television. It was sometimes hard to see the picture on that set, but the audio generally came through OK, making for an experience that was more like listening to radio than watching TV. No matter. Godzilla, King of the Monsters was one of those movies that sounded better than it looked.

The Americanized version of Toho’s Gojira featured an atomic age drama in which both the monster (Haruo Nakajima in a rubber suit) and leading man (Raymond Burr in a suit and tie) were spliced into the film. The monster scenes were scratched and degraded even then, and Burr’s scenes didn’t always match the compositions of the original. But the sound? Man, that got inside me.

Last night, I had the chance to see and hear both the original Japanese film and the American mash-up in a single sitting, courtesy of a newly restored Blu-Ray release from Criterion. The 1080p presentation with lossless audio was a long way from the fuzzy broadcast I viewed as a kid, but my intention here isn’t to review the restoration. Instead, I’d like to take a moment to consider the dark and brooding score by Akira Ifukube. It’s music designed to evoke a sense of power and dread, and as such it is (like everything else about the original film) a long way from the increasingly whimsical sequels that came later. For me, that 1950′s soundtrack is the sound of horror. 

Tonight I’ve got plenty of work to keep me busy. My desk is covered. Deadlines loom. Nevertheless, I’m thinking seriously about going downstairs and giving that Criterion disk another spin. And you know what? Maybe this time I’ll patch that high-end Blu-Ray player through an old converter box, squeeze the hi-def signal down into a coaxial cable, and hook the whole shebang up to an old cathode ray set that I have sitting in the garage.

Could work.

Who says you can’t relive the past?

 

Sound Notes:

Here’s the monster’s roar as it sounded in 1954. The sound was achieved by rubbing a leather glove over the tuned-down strings of a contrabass. Echo was added and the recording slowed down, resulting in a wonderfully organic monster sound.  

Here’s an excerpt of the slow, ominous march that plays as Gojira’s leaves Tokyo, heading back to the sea.

Finally, here’s an up-tempo selection that plays during the monster’s rampage. It features a three syllable riff that seems to be chanting the monster’s name: “Go-ji-ra! Go-ji-ra!” (The Americanized pronunciation “Godzilla” also works.) The riff seems to have inspired Led Zeppelin’s “Kashmire” — a song that was heavily sampled for Puff Daddy’s “Come with Me.” That tune can be heard on the soundtrack of Roland Emmerich’s 1998 attempted reboot of the Godzilla franchise.

Beyond the Walls of Horror

February 5th, 2012

Horror isn’t a genre. It’s an ingredient. A seasoning. Such things have been pointed out before, most notably by Douglas Winter in Revelations (1997), but a quick look at this year’s Bram Stoker Award™ Preliminary Ballot shows that it bears repeating.

This year the short-fiction jury has selected three strong works from mainstream publications, Ramona Ausubel’s “Atria” (New Yorker, April 4), George Saunders’s “Home” (New Yorker, June 13) and Stephen King’s “Herman Wouk Is Still Alive” (The Atlantic, May).

The past year also saw Zoetrope All-Story Magazine and Granta putting out special Horror Issues, featuring writers not generally associated with the genre, but most turning in work that puts the ingredients to good use.

Beyond these examples, I’m often struck by passages of genuine horror that I frequently encounter in works that have never been marketed or labeled as such. Most notably Augusten Burroughs’s chilling memoir A Wolf at the Table and Cormac McCarthy’s Blood Meridian (both books from past years that I have only recently gotten around to reading).

The take-away, of course, is that some of the best opportunities for readers and writers of horror lie well beyond the genre walls.

Do you agree? Got a work you’d like to recommend?

As always, the comment box is open.