Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Julia thinks she lives alone ... she doesn't!

MADHOUSE, aka There Was A Little Girl aka And When She Was Bad aka a million other fuckin titles, has something to do with some broad's looney sister breaking out of an asylum and sicking her killer dog on the bitch and her friends. I don't remember too much from it because I'm mentally handicapped. Seriously, I'm a retard. I don't even remember how many songs are in this post. All I know is that its a Riz Ortolani soundtrack and sounds strikingly familiar to Cannibal Holocaust. Its kinda like when you stick your finger up someone's asshole ... you can wash it and wash it and wash it, but its gonna smell like shit until its ready to give up the stench. That's life.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

It ain't rape when she's dead

In DEATH KISS, aka He Killed His Wife aka Rape Killer, this douche pays some other douche to off the first douche's rich wife so he can get his jollies with some other whore. Nothing too original plot wise, is it? Its like every fuckin' episode of Murder She Wrote. Just add some tits and bush.

Twelve tracks up in the muthafucka, they're all pretty short. That's all I've got to say, you fuck.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

I've seen more dead bodies than you've had TV dinners

What the fuck do I say about KOLCHAK: THE NIGHT STALKER? Beats the shit out of me. All I know is they don't make television like that anymore. Why? I'll tell you. Its all a plot to bore me. 'They' figure that if I'm bored, I'll probably spend more time taking a shit. Clever, huh? I showed them though. I don't even own a fuckin' TV anymore. Take that!

Whatever, retard.

Two songs here. The theme from the TV show and the end theme from the Night Strangler TV movie. Pure fuckin' genius, asswad.

Friday, May 18, 2007

Hassle in the Castle

Man, I can't remember a fuckin' thing about this movie. I found these damn files on the computer though, so I figured I'd upload 'em. LA BIMBA DI SATANA has something to do with demonic possession and vaginas or some shit like that. I can't recall because I've been plagued by a pair of phantom sneakers lately. Every time I turn around, they're right there, trying to trip me. Yesterday, they tried to throw me down a flight of stairs. Fuckin' pieces of shit.

Five tracks by some douche. There's some metal-ish ballad-ish riffing going on here and there. Makes me wanna drink some Budweiser, then kill myself. What the fuck am I talking about?

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Nobody could dial a breakfast like mother

A while back I asked if anyone out there had any Scooby Doo underscore music. Nobody fuckin' did. I happened to stumble upon some Hanna Barbera junk last night and ended up with this next gem, underscore music to the Jetsons cartoon. Eleven whole minutes of shit. You can pop this bitch on and pretend your George Jetson, then go fuck Judy's wide asshole. That's all you fucks think about anyway, isn't it? I do a Google image search on the Jetsons and the first three pages were nothing but fantasy porn drawings of the Jetsons fuckin'. Can't anyone watch a cartoon anymore without fantasizing about it and beating off? Fuckin' perverts.

There might be more of this shit to follow, who knows. This comes from the Hanna Barbera Pic-a-Nic Basket volume 2 LP.

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

No! Not in my ass!

What the fuck do I say about this one? An unusual, moody soundtrack from some old rape fetish movie. What else is there to say? Its a bit unnerving, a bit dance-able, a bit whatever the fuck. To be honest, I'm still waking the fuck up and can't recall one second of the music. Whatever, I'm sure you'll all stick a fist up your asshole and jerk off your dick inside out when you hear this shit.

In other news, fuck you.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

When a man climbs on top of a woman, she becomes ugly

Yesterday, I had some interesting things to say about ZERO IN AND SCREAM, but this morning I just can't remember what they were. No loss, I'm sure. This guy ain't too hot on broads being pigs, and since they're all pigs he's gotta run around with his rifle and pick them off. Pretty mean-spirited, but that's the way I fuckin' like it.

Buncha fuckin' songs here, I forget how many. They range from stupid stripper rock to jazzy nightmares. What a fuckin' mess. You probably won't love it, but that's what happens when you swallow too much semen.


Friday, April 6, 2007

Ein Reich, Ein Volk, Ein Volkswagon

Is there anyone out there that can hook me up with this record? I hear it was really lousy, but I just gotta hear the fuckin' thing for myself. Der Fuhrer - The Rock Opera was written by Siems and Quintus and performed by members of Parzival. Allegedly, the production of this album was surrounded by some strange circumstances - such as speakers suddenly making loud banging noises and disembodied voices appearing on the tapes that were previously not there. Whatever.
If anyone has the Warlock rock opera performed by Jane, I'd be most greatful to hear that as well.
P.S - No music today. Its been a hectic week. Another time, you fuck.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Rise run feed ripen wound wither fall rise again

Here's a rare treat for you fucks ... a live Neurosis video from 1992, from the "Souls at Zero" era. In my opinion, its when the band was at their peak. Live in Italy, an amazing set. That's all.

This mother is about 400 mb, so be prepared to download this shit for a while. Cheers to scootopsy for this.

Friday, March 16, 2007

You one-eyed platypus

Upon recently re-watching a movie that had a strange effect on me as a child, I felt compelled to post the main theme for Beware! The Blob here. Shit, I had no fuckin' choice. Not only is it moog, but its fuckin' Mort Garson. Not only is it a 70's classic, but it was directed by fuckin' Larry Hagman. Not only was he on I Dream Of Jeanie, but he was clearly stoned when he made this. There's some really strange moments in the film that make the viewer feel kinda awkward for viewing them - the scene with the gay barber and the hippie who pays him $400 to cut off his long hair ... the fat bald Russian who takes a bubble bath with his shitsu, only to smash his window out with a telephone and run down the street naked when attacked by the Blob ... Larry Hagman and Burgess Meredith playing drunk bums that can't stand hippies. I don't know what that means to you, but its fuckin' magical to me, you douche. If anyone could hook me up with the entire goddamn soundtrack, that would be even more magical.

Speaking of magical, I could also use the soundtrack to "War of the Robots" from Marcello Giombini, the genius behind the Antropophagus soundtrack.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Get out of my head

Serious question ... is Laibach a homosexual group? I used to wonder about that when I got the Opus Dei album some years back. I just watched the video for "Geburt Einer Nation" or whatever the fuck its called, and I'm wondering all over again. Especially when the singer, whom looks like a very Slavic individual with a big fuckin' moustache and an Ethiopian diet, is topless. What the fuck was he thinking?

Anyway, its a soundtrack free post today. Hell knows why, I just felt like enlightening the masses with a little rare disco. I know absolutely nothing about this release, the Black Star 12", except for the fact that its Canadian. Three tracks here, all pretty much the same song. Whatever. Disco is good when no one sings.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

It sounded like he was doing himself

Unhinged is another movie about some dumb broads that get stranded somewhere, only to be hunted down one by one. Its predictable, its cheesy, but its still a filthy watch. Perhaps its this touching synth soundtrack that gets under your skin, I dunno. The mother fucker does the job for me. 20 goddamn songs.

Anyone wanna massage my head with a brick? I've got a bit of a headache.


Thursday, March 1, 2007

Dog soup bowl

Another music-less post. Anyone remember this creep? By the time I actually ordered a zine from him, I got a reply stating "Sorry, but we are out of business." I hear he used to show up to interview bands in a big yellow raincoat. Anyone know anything?

Now that I found you

There's so much anger in the world today. I see it everytime I leave my house. There's so much hostility floating around in the air, its as if it were a living, breathing thing. I have decided to take a stand against all the anger and hatred in the world. How might I do that, you ask? I will tell you. With this song. Its a very nice song that will make everyone in the world stop and love each other, if they just stop and listen.

The track in question is from a wonderful movie called Ator The Fighting Eagle. One would say Ator is a Conan rip-off. I think its an improvement. Conan was a very savage barbarian, cutting off heads and hacking everyone to bits. So much anger! Ator is a kinder, gentler barbarian. He's the kinda guy that would rather punch someone in the head instead of cutting them open with his sword. He's the kinda guy that's got a wife. He's the kinda guy that's followed around by his pet bear cub. Now that's love.


Tuesday, February 27, 2007

They Are The Raw Meat Of The Human Race

Yeah, so I slacked off for a bit. I had to shit really bad and wasn't up to all this internet shit. Sitting down in front of a computer is hard when you've got something hanging out of your ass.

Anyway, today's download is the sleazy, evil opening number from Raw Meat, a sick little movie that seems more and more realistic every time I hop on the subway.

Nothing else to add. Get bent.

Monday, January 29, 2007

There's always room at Play Motel

This would be a pretty crummy giallo if not for the porn. It would also be a pretty crummy porno without the giallo elements. Whatever the problem is, Play Motel is still a fairly entertaining watch. So entertaining was it, that I grabbed a shitload of music from it. Some of it has dialogue over it, but its Italian so its not too distractive. The music ranges from pop songs by Ray Lovelock that would fit perfectly in chase scenes from the early episodes of Scooby Doo, to some remotely haunting pieces by Ubaldo Conteniello typical of the giallo sound. I wanted to type more about the movie, but my brain is shot.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Le Regine

Queens of Evil is a rather bizarre movie focusing on a drifter's slowly building physical obsession with three hot bitches that are letting him crash at their place. At times, it seems like some sort of propaganda piece for the hippie lifestyle, especially with the end speech, but if everything witnessed is thrown into consideration, its a mess. Don't think too hard and you'll probably enjoy it. One would get the impression that this is a skinflick, but we barely get treated to any female flesh. We see Ray Lovelock's asscheeks more than anything. Whatever. You want tits, go buy some whore.

Three tracks here, each one taken from one of the films love scenes. Some fairly decent background music during most of the movie, but there's just too much dialogue for me to rip it. If anyone can hit me up with the whole soundtrack, that would be sweet. Quality ain't too hot on these songs, but you get the idea.

Trying a different file host as the last one didn't hold on to shit for very long.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Panic in the Trans-Siberian Train

Today's post is the title track from Horror Express, a British/Spanish co-production monster starring Christopher Lee, Peter Cushing and Telly Savalas. A rather odd movie that scared the shit out of me many moons ago when I caught it on one of those Saturday afternoon matinees.

According to IMDB, this song was composed by one John Cacavas, whom also worked on a few other Telly Savalas projects. What did Kojak say once, "us greeks have to stick together?". Wouldn't mind getting my hands on the entire soundtrack, if anyone has the hook-up.

P.S - If anyone wants a repost of some of the older shit, just give a holler. Seems things don't have to good of a shelf-life on sendspace.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Lick my plate, dogdick

Just a quick music-less update for now. Seems someone has already gone through the trouble of grabbing all of the Groovie Goolies songs from the DVD. Here be the link, thanks Greg for bringing it to my attention. Go grab it and rock out with your socks on.

Also, was wondering if anyone had any info on the background music for the old Scooby Doo cartoons. Was that shit ever released? Its still gotta be on hand somewhere, as long pieces of music without dialogue or sound effects were used for the recent DVD releases as well as commercials on Cartoon Network. Wouldn't mind getting my hands on that shit.

Hail nipples.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

I'm gonna be a great big ghoul and live in a haunted house

If I had more time on my hands, more motivation and was drunk a lot less often, I'd take the time to rip every goddamn lite-psych/pop song from the Groovie Goolies boxset, which would be a lot of songs considering there's 2 per episode. However, I'm enjoying my destructive lifestyle a bit too much, so you're gonna have to either do it on your own or settle for the one track I am posting today. "When I Grow Up" by the Mummies and the Puppies, which is the same musicians as every other song on the show. I heard it once and its been my favorite muthafuckin' song ever since. You can find the video on youtube if you look hard enough as well, but this one right here is for the car.

Wednesday, January 3, 2007

Bobby didn't want to come back

Wasn't planning on making a post today, but the end theme to Dead Of Night just kinda jumped out at me. Kinda reminds me of a piece I heard years ago called Tigerbomb, hell knows who the composer was. I haven't been able to hunt it down.

The movie is an anthology based on short stories by Richard Matheson. Seeing as how the stories are all around 21 minutes long, I'm guessing this was filmed as a pilot in hopes of turning it into a television program. The second story, "No Such Thing As Vampires" was very familiar. Positive I've seen it before. Fuck knows where.

This track comes from the end credits, composed by Robert Cobert (hahaha) and clocks in at under one minute.

Tuesday, January 2, 2007

Tanz des Satans

Feast of Satan is a pretty standard giallo, with the whole telepathic-mind-control bit thrown in for good measure. Where is Satan? I dunno. Where's his feast? Ask Satan when you see him. Regardless, its a fairly decent Italian mystery-thriller.

The track enclosed today is from the opening credits. I believe it was written by Carlo Savina, for you completists. It fits the title of the movie, but not so much the movie itself. Think of the opening to "April" by Deep Purple, if you fresh-cuts are old enough to remember that shit.