Thursday, October 8, 2015

Artist Spotlight: Melanie Martinez

Melanie Martinez got her start when she auditioned for season 3 of The Voice with a rendition of Britney Spears' Toxic. Adam Levine snagged her up instantly and thus launched her career as a very wacky artist. She didn't win The Voice, but she has gone on to have a wonderful music career and I've been a fan since the beginning.

Her first single and music video release was for a creepy-cute song called Dollhouse, with some very dark implications about dysfunctional families.

Her second big hit was actually picked up just in time for American Horror Story's new circus-themed season and became the show's theme song for a short time. Here is Carousel:

There were a few more songs on her EP, but nothing spectacular until she released a full album. Cry Baby.

Her sound is very eclectic and kind of indie, in a kitschy way. She explores a lot of dark and personal topics with a sense of creepy whimsy and that's what I love about her. The heavy leanings towards a demented Lolita aesthetic don't hurt either.

What do you think? Love it or hate it? Tell me in the comments below! 

Monday, October 5, 2015

Halloween Tag!

I haven't officially been tagged for this, but it looks like so much fun so how I could resist. Besides, I haven't exactly been terribly active on this blog for a while and maybe this is just the jump-start that I need!


1. Favorite Halloween song?
Sarah's song from Hocus Pocus. It's so haunting and pretty. 

2. Witch or Vampire?
Witch, all the way. I find vampires to be quite cliche and as I actually practice witchcraft, I have a much stronger affinity for even the old-fashioned crone depiction. 

3. Favorite thing about Halloween?
It's cold! The branches are bare and twisting up like gnarled fingers to the cosmos. Houses are decorated, stores are decorated. Thrift stores have a ton of cheap decor and vintage clothing to snatch up. Drinking cider becomes infinitely more satisfying. Pumpkin beer! Wearing all black constantly doesn't earn you too many odd stares. Samhain! 

4. Halloween party or scary movie marathon?
Why not both? I love the idea of a spooky dinner party followed by some classic horror films like Dracula, The Bride of Frankenstein or The Mummy. 

5. Skeletons or Zombies?
Skeletons. I find the zombie trope to be a bit overdone these days, but walking and talking skeletons are great. Anyone ever read the Skulduggery Pleasant books? 

6. Favorite Halloween candy?
I don't really have a sweet tooth, but I can stomach some candy corn. I'd rather have soul cakes and pumpkin cider.

7. Favorite Halloween movie?
Hocus Pocus and Beetlejuice. The campier the better. Heck, let's throw in the Addam's Family while we're at it. 

8. Favorite Halloween costume?
Last year's Norse Goddess Hel. I'm hoping to top it this year as Bast. 

9. Favorite Halloween store?
Thrift stores, no lie! 

10. Jack-o-lanterns, yes or no?
Yes, of course. I'm really looking forward to carving one this year, since I haven't done it since I was a child. 

11. Bats or Black Cats?
Black cats. I even have one back home named Shadow.

12. Is Halloween your favorite holiday?
More or less, yeah. 

13. Pumpkin spice latte or hot chocolate?
Can I really choose? Hmm.....latte.

If you see this post and you haven't been tagged by anyone else yet, consider yourself marked. 

Saturday, October 3, 2015

I feel old now....

My current altar, simply decorated with ghosts and books and such.

On October 1st, I turned 28. I know, I know....I don't look it. Everyone tells me that, but I am starting to feel it. My joints ache more often than not and the dark circles under my eyes are more pronounced than they've ever been. But it's not all bad.

On Thursday morning, when I woke up, I kind of knew it was going to be a bad day. Most birthdays usually are, and this one was not too different. The boy had no money so even though we did venture out a bit and check out an antique mall and large thrift store, we couldn't afford anything and certainly weren't able to get food anywhere. It didn't help that he ranted at every driver that cut him off or maneuvered like an idiot on the road - I know he needs to get that stuff out of his system but his vocality of it still makes me uncomfortable.

I had to scrounge up whatever we could find in the fridge and make some food, and the evening might have been alright if he hadn't blown up at his dad about a simple question. In order to go cool off, he spent an hour out in the garage by himself and by that point I was already so miserable that I took a hot shower and crawled into bed. I just wanted the day to end so I could move on. 

He was still upset even after smoking, because he broke his piece and hadn't realized how long he left me alone in the bedroom, and trying to make it right he kept me up until 3 am to watch the old Buffy The Vampire Slayer movie. I pretended to be alright, even though I had a throbbing migraine and it took me hours to fall asleep afterwards.

Overall, I really AM just glad my birthday is over and I can forget the whole affair. His parents bought me a cake, even though I've expressed several times that I don't like cake, and so I'm trying to actually eat the damn thing so they don't feel bad. I'm sure once the boy gets paid he might try again to do something nice for my birthday, but I hope he just forgets about it and I can carry on with my stupid life now.

On a brighter note, let's look at a few of the cheap things I've acquired over the past month.

A skirt with a bicycle print from Goodwill, the original Buffy movie, two witchcraft books, and a free bag I scored at a garage sale.