- Apr 8, 2004
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A little while ago I was sitting in the dark listening to Agalloch ("it was the light's end" and all that), drinking a white Russian and mentally replaying some scenes from a very scary movie that I purposefully subjected myself to. On the table next to me was "Nightmares and Dreamscapes" which I was reading earlier in the day. I thought to myself, "I'm kinda dark. Why?"
So I ask you buttheads the same question. Why am I, and by association (same music, movies, books, interests), *you* interested in "dark" subjects?
One thing I can think of is that my mom was into occult shit while I was growing up. My brothers and I would find these books on witchcraft and serial killers hidden in her closet. One particular book about David Berkowitz, I think scarred me for life because it was the first time I'd ever seen a picture of a murder victim. But I don't think that's it. Prior to that, my parents let me watch "Halloween" and other non-bloody horror films as long as they were around. Our family was huge into the holiday Halloween too. But who in the midwest, where we have real Autumns, isn't? My mom also introduced me to Stephen King. But I wouldn't have been interested in the first place had something not already been in my basic make-up no?
Anyway, I'm a fairly normal dude. I dress comfortably, adult-like, and inoffensively. I provide for my family enough that we live in one of Nashville's top five hoods. I play sports. I'm an RN. What's with the interest in dark shit?
What's the alternative anyway? Listening to Mandy Moore while reading the latest Nicholas Sparks novel (if you know who that is, you are as gay as I am)? Sounds real boring.
Yeah, so any comments are welcome. I'm not saying there's something wrong with me or anyone else who is into horror or metal or whatever, I just thought it was funny that I was sitting there surrounded by darkness, both figurative and literal.
So I ask you buttheads the same question. Why am I, and by association (same music, movies, books, interests), *you* interested in "dark" subjects?
One thing I can think of is that my mom was into occult shit while I was growing up. My brothers and I would find these books on witchcraft and serial killers hidden in her closet. One particular book about David Berkowitz, I think scarred me for life because it was the first time I'd ever seen a picture of a murder victim. But I don't think that's it. Prior to that, my parents let me watch "Halloween" and other non-bloody horror films as long as they were around. Our family was huge into the holiday Halloween too. But who in the midwest, where we have real Autumns, isn't? My mom also introduced me to Stephen King. But I wouldn't have been interested in the first place had something not already been in my basic make-up no?
Anyway, I'm a fairly normal dude. I dress comfortably, adult-like, and inoffensively. I provide for my family enough that we live in one of Nashville's top five hoods. I play sports. I'm an RN. What's with the interest in dark shit?
What's the alternative anyway? Listening to Mandy Moore while reading the latest Nicholas Sparks novel (if you know who that is, you are as gay as I am)? Sounds real boring.
Yeah, so any comments are welcome. I'm not saying there's something wrong with me or anyone else who is into horror or metal or whatever, I just thought it was funny that I was sitting there surrounded by darkness, both figurative and literal.