ABOUT THE AUTHOR AND
THE ORIGINAL REELS.
In the autumn of 1993, my associate and collaborator, Massimo Nero, delivered a strange, large, yellow package to my desk. I asked Massimo where this package had come from, as it had not been addressed to me and stranger yet, it had no return address. As much as I love a surprise, a label company any where in the world would expect a return address when receiving a demo from someone...obviously the sender would want to be contacted to know the results.
Massimo and I both knew that curiosity sometimes kills but, to have this suspicious package unopened on the desk was too much of a temptation. After some thought, we gained the courage to open the package and this is when we discovered the unusual contents.
To our astonishment, the package contained three old tape reels. Because
nobody uses these types of tapes to record sounds and music anymore, we immediately thought this was a joke played on us by our P.R. man Tim. Tim frequently did this type of bullshit so it was natural to assume the son of a bitch was responsible for this prank.
After talking to Tim, we discovered that he knew nothing of the package..."absolutely nothing" he had sworn to us.
At this point, we could have just decided to let this go. Why should we waste our time on these strange tapes when we receive hundreds of demos
from very good artists every week? But shit! Curiosity for what was on these tapes was too much to ignore... Massimo had only twenty minutes to rent an old Revox A77 MkIII.
After spending a considerable amount of time and care in cleaning these tapes, they were finally ready to mount onto the Revox. Massimo and I were
both excited like two children... until Massimo started the tapes.
After approximately 3 minutes of absolute silence, we began to hear strange noises and howling that seemed to come from somewhere deep such
as a basement or somewhere similar. As the minutes passed, the colder my blood began to run through my veins. We had never felt anything so aberrant but, at the same time...we did not want to stop listening, it was too fascinating to switch off. Listening to these tapes had the same affect on us as watching a horror movie...you want to cover your eyes with your hands, but at the same time, you don't want to stop watching.
More than once, Massimo had wanted to turn off the tapes, but as we listened we felt something more... and more... a feeling that shook our spirit from way down deep... something that had never happened before.
For two weeks after hearing these tapes, Massimo and I had difficulty sleeping. I had become overwhelmed with anguish due to unwanted images that would appear in my mind...yet I was completely attracted to them too.
Since receiving these tapes so many years ago, we are still perplexed by these two facts: The fist thing is this, after 13 years, we still do not know who is the author of these tapes and the second thing is...there was a hand written note found in that package that said the following: "WE SPIN AROUND THE NIGHT CONSUMED BY FIRE". What the hell did this mean? How can these things happens for real?
Because no one has ever claimed authority of these tapes, we decided to try to gain legal possession of them so we could publish them. After 10 years, we have finally gained rights to these tapes which allowed us to take these recordings and transferred them onto a cd. We have sent the cd to Andrea Doria in Italy. Andrea is a respected friend and passionate musician of strange sounds and film music composition. Since receiving this cd, Andrea has drawn an absolutely dark masterpiece rich of unique fascination.
Now we have the legal rights to make you feel what we felt the first time hearing those tapes. The album that Andrea Doria has made features the original sounds that came from the tape reels. We are sure this album will provoke unbelievable feelings in you.
As a suggestion to all...don't listen to Evil Halloween at night... The
light of day is sufficient enough to transfer you to the gates of hell.