Cthristmas Ctharols for Cthulhu

Merry Cthristmas! 

The Carol of the Old Ones:

Performed by The Dagon Tabernacle Choir:
Rebecca Marcotte, Digby Dolmen, J.D. Titan, and Walter Forsythe.

SOPRANO (LEAD) VOCAL

Look to the sky, way up on high
There in the night stars are now right.
Eons have passed: now then at last
Prison walls break, Old Ones awake!
They will return: mankind will learn
New kinds of fear when they are here.
They will reclaim all in their name;
Hopes turn to black when they come back.
Ignorant fools, mankind now rules
Where they ruled then: it’s theirs again

Stars brightly burning, boiling and churning
Bode a returning season of doom

Scary scary scary scary solstice
Very very very scary solstice

Up from the sea, from underground
Down from the sky, they’re all around
They will return: mankind will learn
New kinds of fear when they are here

Look to the sky, way up on high
There in the night stars are now right.
Eons have passed: now then at last
Prison walls break, Old Ones awake!
Madness will reign, terror and pain
Woes without end where they extend.
Ignorant fools, mankind now rules
Where they ruled then: it’s theirs again

Stars brightly burning, boiling and churning
Bode a returning season of doom

Scary scary scary scary solstice
Very very very scary solstice

Up from the sea, from underground
Down from the sky, they’re all around.

Fear

Look to the sky, way up on high
There in the night stars now are right)

They will return

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hinterland’s who’s who: raincoaster

Tagged!Like a roving orca, raincoaster has been tagged. Fortunately for the tagger, she had just eaten and wasn’t feeling particularly carnivorous, or she’d have gone all Shamu on his ass.

The chain lett- I mean “meme” is this: List six things about yourself that are weird (then tag six more people).

I know! I laughed and laughed.

Name six things about me that are NOT weird; that’s what I call a challenge.

Thing One About Me That Is Weird:
I still know the floorplan to Krak des Chevaliers, left over from my castle-obsessed phase when I was 12.

Thing Two About Me That Is Weird:
Twice I’ve been flown to another country by strangers who just liked what I wrote on the Internet and decided to buy me a ticket. Both times I met movie stars: Viggo Mortensen (three times, actually) and John Cleese.

Thing Three About Me That Is Weird:
I have a a collection of Christmas ghost stories that runs over a thousand pages.

Thing Four About Me That Is Weird And Here Is How Weird I Am, That It Only Occurs To Me Now:
I know Willy Pickton, the serial killer.

Thing Five About Me That Is Weird:
I can tell from the sound the seagulls make whether there is a bald eagle in the area. Seriously, I’m some kind of Downtown EastSide Grizzly Adams.

Thing Six About Me That Is Weird:
I can recite all of Jabberwocky as well as a large selection of other poetry and prose-poetry in English and several other languages, and do so at sound checks to intimidate the people who just say “test, test, one, two, three…”

It works, too.

Hmm, now who to pass this chain le- I mean MEME on to…

Darth Vader celebrates the season

 Darth Vader builds his dream. Awwwwww!

No heart is so hardened that it cannot be touched by the magic of Christmas. Ah, Christmas, the season when dreams come true, when magic is everywhere, and when Darth Vader takes time out from empire-building and torturing his enemies to build a dream made of snow.

Ladies and gentlemen, via Fark comes the Darth Vader Happy Holidays Snow Globe:

Me! Wants! Me! Wantssssss!

Dude’s building the Death Star, out of snow!  And he’s all crouching down and shit!  If that isn’t the cutest thing since Admiral Ackbar intentionally synched his “fall back into the chair” motion so his neck would hit his seat’s headrest at the exact moment the Super Star Destroyer crashed into Death Star II at the end of Return of the Jedi, I don’t know what in the hell is.

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a Christmas Cthulhu Cephalopodcast

Merry Squidmas! 

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Yes, boys and girls, it’s that time of the year again. A time for presents, and family, and snowdrifts, and tentacles. So here, just in time for solstice, is your Cthulhu podcast and Christmas Squid Roundup. That’s what you call a group of Deep Ones, you know, a pod. And when they’re also featured players in the solstice pageant, they’re obviously a …

can you see it coming?

pod…cast.

And here are your lyrics:

Blue Solstice

based on “Blue Christmas” by Billy Hayes and Jay Johnston, 1948, lyrics reworked by Elvis Presley
HPLovecraft Historical Society Lyrics by Sean Branney from the album An Even Scarier Solstice

Music to Blue Christmas © Billy Hayes & Jay Johnston
Blue Solstice lyrics, recording, all original content ©2006 HPLHS, Inc.
violators of HPLHS copyrights will be hunted by the Hounds of Tindalos through angular geometry

LYRICS

II’ll have a blue solstice, Cthulhu.
I’ll be so blue thinking what you’ll do.
Sacrifices of red on the blue open sea
Won’t mean a thing until you’re here with me.

Until your blue nightmares awake me
And all my blue angels forsake me
You’ll be down in your tomb,
In cyclopean gloom
And I’ll have a blue, blue blue blue solstice.

(spoken) Oh Cthulhu, baby, c’mon up out of that tomb. I can’t stop thinking about your huge flabby claws, them little wings of yours, that grotesque scaly body, and them big ol’ tentacles wrapped around me. Oh darlin’, I can’t go on without you.

You’ll be down in your tomb
In cyclopean gloom
And I’ll have a blue, blue blue blue solstice.

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Winterpeg wimps out

Winterpeg 

There are those among you who possess the hidden knowledge, the innermost secrets of raincoasterdom.

Yes. There are those among you who know that I have lived in Winterpeg. Indeed, one of the earliest pictures of raincoaster and her sistren shows them standing atop of a snowbank. This would not be remarkable, except that the snowbank was sufficiently tall that we were at the same height as the power lines. Verily, proximity to power has long since been superceeded by becoming the power itself.

Some additional perspective: Once I fell through the crust of snow on my shortcut home from school and nearly froze to death; I was in the middle of the field for several hours, in snow up to my armpits, unable to climb out, growing increasingly weak, and the sun had long since gone down, when the Avon Lady, a figure who looms in my memory and in legend as large and as benevolent as all the saints ever invented by those heathen Catholics, heard my plaintive yelps and rescued me.

Talk about generating brand loyalty; my mother doubled her orders from that day onward.

In any case, from The Winnipeg Sun via Fark comes sad news: it appears that the current occupants of Winterpeg are perhaps more Snowbirdian than Winterpeggian in inclination, and have winterfunked it.

They have cancelled the Polar Bear Swim; it’s too damn cold.

Now, you’d think, if you were as smart as you look, that they’d know, from the fact that it’s called a Polar Bear Swim, and the fact that it is held in Winnipeg, and the fact that it is, in fact and in actuality, held in DECEMBER, that it would be a mite frosty. Indeed, if you did figure thusly, you’d be a helluva lot smarter than the students and faculty at the University of Manitoba who set this up, then bailed, despite the handy proximity of several special-occasion hot tubs, trucked in for the event.

While the fact that the temperature onsite is estimated to be -32 Celsius lends some credibility to the idea that these people can, in fact, think, still it must be said that you’d figure anybody stupid/drunk enough to sign up for this gonad-shrivelling stunt must be stupid/drunk enough to go through with it.

Even without the chill factor I can see that they have no balls.
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