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Music:

Beatles, Old-timey stuff, Bach, Homer and Jethro, Led Zepplin, Steely Dan, Beach Boys, The Coasters, Gene Moss, NRBQ, The Ramones, Gene Autry, Rolling Stones, Enrico Caruso

Movies:

Alien, Heartbeeps, Young Frankenstein, Evil Dead, My Breakfast with Blassie, Eraserhead, Being There, 2000 Maniacs, The Fearless Vampire Killers, The Fog, 2001 a Space Odyssey, Lolita (Kubrick's), Back to School, Blood Feast, First Blood, What about Bob?, The Shining, American Movie, American Werewolf in London, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Dark Star, The Incredible Melting Man, Close Encounters of the Third Kind, Jaws, Raiders of the Lost Ark, Superman: The Movie, Blade Runner, Star Wars, All of the Sinbad movies, I Blow Up, Night of the Living Dead, The Tenant, Hammer films, Dawn of the Dead, Shawn of the Dead, Motel Hell, Zombie, Carnival of Souls, Spider Baby, The Corpse Grinders, Zelig, Mad Mad Monster Party, The Jungle Book, What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?, The Godfather (all three), Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?, Herzog's Nosferatu: Phantom der Nacht, Spinal Tap, Taxi Driver, The Jungle Book, Animal House, Apocalypse Now & Hearts of Darkness, The Ghost and Mr. Chicken, Night of the Hunter, The Worm Eaters, Friday the 13th, Tim Burton's Ed Wood, all Ed Wood movies, The Elephant Man, It's a Wonderful Life, Marx Bros., Raging Bull, The Pianist, All movies by COFFIN JOE, Crimes and Misdemeanors, Purple Rose of Cairo, CRUMB, Freddy VS Jason, Grey Gardens, Titticut Follies, The Gore-Gore Girls, She-Devils on Wheels, The Thing, Crumb, The Life Aquatic, The Royal Tennenbaums, The Seventh Seal, The Magnificent Ambersons, Shadow of a Doubt, Psycho, The Birds, Rebecca, Creepshow, Thin Blue Line, all Polanski, Kubrick, Allen, Albert and David Maysles, Jean Cocteau, avant-garde, surrealist film, Sewer Baby

Television:

Arrested Development was great, Twilight Zone, The Charlie Horse Show, Our Gang Comedies, Night Gallery, Horror Inc., The Office (UK), Off.

Books:

Greasepaint And Gore - The Hammer Monsters Of Roy Ashton, Nightmare Of Ecstacy The Life And Art Of Edward D. Wood Jr., Make Your Own Damn Movie! by Lloyd Kaufman. Was This Man A Genius? Talks With Andy Kaufman by Julie Hecht, Grande Illusions 1 and 2, Rat Catching, Lost in the Funhouse, Emily Dickinson, MAD MAGAZINE, The Holy Bible, POE, Ray Bradbury, Screwtape Letters, The Lives of John Lennon by Albert Goldman, GWOT The Hairy Toe, O is for Overkill, Shel Silverstein, R. Crumb, Impressions Of Africa, Harry Stephen Keeler,DURING the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country, and at length found myself, as the shades of evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher. I know not how it was—but, with the first glimpse of the building, a sense of insufferable gloom pervaded my spirit. I say insufferable; for the feeling was unrelieved by any of that half-pleasurable, because poetic, sentiment, with which the mind usually receives even the sternest natural images of the desolate or terrible. I looked upon the scene before me—upon the mere house, and the simple landscape features of the domain—upon the bleak walls—upon the vacant eye-like windows—upon a few rank sedges—and upon a few white trunks of decayed trees—with an utter depression of soul which I can compare to no earthly sensation more properly than to the after-dream of the reveler upon opium—the bitter lapse into every-day life—the hideous dropping of the veil. There was an iciness, a sinking, a sickening of the heart—an unredeemed dreariness of thought which no goading of the imagination could torture into aught of the sublime. What was it—I paused to think—what was it that so unnerved me in the contemplation of the House of Usher? It was a mystery all insoluble; nor could I grapple with the shadowy fancies that crowded upon me as I pondered. I was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion, that while, beyond doubt, there are combinations of very simple natural objects which have the power of thus affecting us, still the analysis of this power lies among considerations beyond our depth. It was possible, I reflected, that a mere different arrangement of the particulars of the scene, of the details of the picture, would be sufficient to modify, or perhaps to annihilate its capacity for sorrowful impression; and, acting upon this idea, I reined my horse to the precipitous brink of a black and lurid tarn that lay in unruffled lustre by the dwelling, and gazed down—but with a shudder more thrilling than before—upon the remodeled and inverted images of the gray sedge, and the ghastly tree-stems, and the vacant and eye-like windows. Click the painting to see more of my artwork!

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