Humorist, Author, Bird Watcher, Blogger, Podcaster, Singer-Songwriter, Guitarist, Professor, Son, Dad, Bro, Mentor they all define me Damien Riley. Welcome.
Before it rots yes. Pick ’em while their ripe or almost ripe. One project at a time babe. Tell me this isn’t insanely smart and right and fucking ingenious in truth?!?! Some days I have to prioritize my low hanging fruit. Get it?
Don’t like me? FUCK off why do you come around here? Shooooo go away shooooo. We’re caring and feeding our inner monster here. You need to get lost. If others if you stay, thanks. This wisdom is not your reward. Being close to me is. You do get a thanks from me energetically though. Automatic, every time you think of me or something here. How was yer day?
I need my beaches and horrors to PARTY, rise and vote for the film I am championing. If I win, I get to host the episode at that behemoth haunt and pop culture force, the LAMBcast!
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The Bride of Frankenstein!
My longer review on the podcast from a couple years ago. Please get me up! 🙏 I can’t wait to host.
Dancing as if I won!?!? Law of attraction babe. ❤️
Can I call this charming? A friend who is mentally disabled is cute in a way. We have the protagonist, the monster, We se the monster in this early incarnation desiring a friend. The mad scientist has grand plans. We get to see the monster develop language. We also ss he is sort of capable of making another human happy. I’m thinking of the blind man who gives him food and shelter to heal. In this epic blockbuster horror film, we see a human undead monster and he’s still got the drives for companionship.</p>It has the usual mob trying to kill the monster. Through this exciting segment of about 1/2 way we see him as a flawed, even brain damaged human. I couldn’t help but feel sorrow for the monster. Bela Lugosi is a prefect actor for this human creature (or is it?). Some of my favorite scenes are the ones with the blind man. They are kindred spirits in that each wants a friend. I got the impression one would get watching a toddler find something shiny and becoming enraptured with it.
Putting the monster through torture is what had me glued to the screen. I’m not into torture but I find myself relating with the yearning, longing, and even lusting after a woman or otherwise partner. They are such fine and wonderful creatures those partners. I also related with the block of communication that is present throughout. Did you know the Bible teaches the Tower of Babel was why God confused language for all humankind. It tried to be higher than God so God humbled them. The monster illustrates how horrible it would be to not be able to communicate.
There are not many scenes of the actual author Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley. The film however does open with she and Lord Byron commenting on the lovely ghastly storm outside. We see clearly based on the title and the plot, she is to be made into a female monster, for the creature. I love the way they weaved the real life couple into this. Is raises the verisimilitude and leaves us actually wanting to see them together.
Unfortunately we don’t see much of the female. The latter portion of the film is where we see only her transformation but not much detail. She looks just plain freaky, I like that. I get from her character that she too is unable to communicate. She is quicker moving than the monster. In conclusion, this is to date one of my favorite classic series films. I really enjoy the writing, especially the writing of Byron and Shelley, The film is a delightful hodgepodge of suspenseful orchestra music and top shelf acting. The result is a mind ride to understand why we should never bring the dead back to life. This is an incredibly atmospheric class A horror film. I can give it no lower than a 10/10.
Watch this space for details how to get me up straight away … that’s right, I’ll tell you how to GET ME UP babe. I wanna weeeeen!
Get on board with me in October for more rides, beaches and horrors!
It’s all in the can man, ready to go. I can’t wait babe. This is a huge milestone for me and my music. I feel like an 8-year-old kid standing in line to see Star Wars for the 22nd time, for the first time, which I did at the Chrisanta Twin in Theater, Mission Viejo […]
Okay so confession time. This is something that’s been happening to me lately a lot. I’ve been meaning to write about it, because when I write about it I pay attention to it it’s just the life of a blogger you wouldn’t know, most likely.
One reason I’m glad I made it in music is cuz it’s going to pay for my teeth getting fixed when I finally settle down to it.
I’ll be missing my wallet say for example because lazy ass me didn’t put it in the drawer where it belongs. So I jump to Alzheimer’s suspicion. Then I jump to child suspicion: child stole it suspicion. And this doesn’t just happen at home this happens everywhere I go if I’m missing something I go right to blaming someone and every time I find it.
Let me repeat that: every time I feel paranoia that someone stole my s*** I find it.
So the next time I can’t find something I’m going to sit down and meditate or I’m going to forget the f*** about it because it’s going to turn up and I’m going to stop the paranoia the judging and the blaming. ✌️
O, Christopher Lee, you zany Sado maso 🙂 and as usual snapshots from my private world! It’s a heavy dose of, that’s right babe, my Online Diary!! Come on in. 18+ only please !
09/02/2024 – “All Caught Up’ Homeshow – 1 of 4 songs I’m posting from the show
Lyrics: A little child inside Hears owls hoot The radiant evening’s soon Games are played Streetlight Approved In the Crackle of the Wind A little Raven head steps up to the stool to see the moon from a ragged room A night dress is hemmed at a mother’s spool In the Crackle of the Wind And I can hear the wind sing Way Oh Way Oh A song is played in some dark room Someone’s heart is deeply moved Season’s change their different hues in the Crackle of the Wind And I can hear the wind sing Way Oh Way Oh
Words and music by the man singing and playing guitar, Damien S. Riley
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