Ah, summer. The time every year when my thoughts
naturally turn to cooler weather, changing leaves, and
pumpkin-flavored-everything. Unfortunately, for over a decade now, I haven’t
been able to enjoy the first two items on that list without traveling; Tucson
doesn’t have autumn. (It doesn’t have seasons, either. Sorry, “hot/dry,
warm/dry, hot with occasional showers” don’t count as “seasons,” sandpeople.)
I’ve always loved Halloween, but every summer I obsess over it even more, as a
means of temporary mental escape from Arrakis. (And not a wormsign for months.)
I collect books and magazines featuring Halloween
projects, but not the cutesy 2.5-Kid-Family Surburban-Dweller crap. Weird shit is what grabs my attention
and whips it around like a nightgaunt with a new chew toy. Today I’m sharing a
bit of that with you, Lucky Readers. We’ll start with old-timey crap which must
have been quaint in the day, but now comes off more like wtf were these people even thinking.
Silly hats optional. |
Halloween Merrymaking:
an Illustrated Celebration of Fun, Food, & Frolics from Halloweens Past by
Diane C. Arkins is valuable not only for the tons of photos of old-school
decorations crammed into it for the wonderment of any Halloween ephemera
collector, but also because it features a number of photos which prompt
thoughtful reveries on just how stoned our grandparents must have been every
October. This features chapters on home decor (think more corn than Children of, and enough pumpkins to
stock your trebuchet for a week’s siege), costumes (who knew crépe paper could
be made to look so ridiculous?), teacup fortunes and more. Covering the period
from the late Victorian era through the turn of the century and into the 1930s,
the cards, decorations and paper goods reproduced in the book’s many
illustrations prove once and for all that our ancestors’ celebrations were
indeed as cheesy as we thought and then some.
I’ll admit, I’m a sucker for this brand of cheese. I love
that vintage-style decorations are back in vogue (á la Martha) simply because I
find them adorably strange. A popular party help text from the 1910s through
the ‘30s, Dennison’s “Bogie Book,” showed hausfraus of middle America how to
use its crépe paper products to make their own honeycomb-tissue pumpkins, pipe-cleaner-armed
goblins, and cutouts of black cats and witches to haunt their laundry rooms and
dinner tables. Much of the festivities shown have a decidedly amateur-crafty
flair, like a precocious but not-yet-skilled four-year-old exhibiting on Etsy. Especially
fun when you realize that extant items from the period sell for fantastic
prices to collectors. Not that I would ever buy them. (I can’t afford any...)
Scariest Fact: this party was BOOZE FREE! |
The next two books are both by marvellous sicko Tom
Nardone: Extreme Pumpkins and Extreme Halloween. Yeah, get those lame
Mountain Dew X-Games analogies outta your heads: this stuff is fun. You’ve undoubtedly seen the
cannibal pumpkin and the puking pumpkin by now, as these have been around a few
years. Nardone’s the guy who invented them, as well as a host of other
screwed-up projects designed to freak the hell out of the Jehovah’s Witnesses
who stop by your house during October. The projects he presents are creatively
twisted, and best of all, he outlines steps and materials needed with a sense
of humor and even a nod to OSHA. (Though only a passing nod, like, Hey, bro, gonna douse this pumpkin in
kerosene and light it up like a Tiki torch, cool?)
In his followup book, Extreme
Halloween, Nardone shows off more creepyfun pumpkin designs, many of them
on a grand scale (pumpkin yard Nessie! Scorpion pumpkin!) and also shares
time-honored pranks great for creeping the hell out of neighborhood kids (or
adults with harvest corn too far up their butts). At least two of these involve
a jump-out-n-scare, but they’re inventive and well-presented. There are
instructions for making a pulley-operated yard ghost and a block-party-sized
BBQ’d dead body (formed of enough meats to make your local butcher love you).
Party food more disgusting-looking than anything you’ll find in cutesy
grocery-store magazines. And, again, inspiration for your own creepdom on every
page.
Sorry for the long delay in posting, guys... I recently
took on a second job, so now I work two
with completely irregular schedules. But it’ll all be worth it to get up north,
where I can indulge my fetish for falling leaves and cool winds for real instead of having to rely on my
imagination! Now... *turns fan on high and eats a cinnamon donut* back to the
pumpkin orgy...
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UPDATE: Rick Gualtieri has a new Bill the Vampire book
out! Goddamned Freaky Monsters is now
available for purchase! WTF are you doing here still? Go BUY IT AND SUCK IT
DRY!
Next time on Victorian Zombies: fun with dead peeps!
Lots of grins as usual. Have given up trying to figure out how you pull off being so sensitive and twisted simultaneously ... a blessing devoutly to be wished. -- Unk
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