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Post by Swampirella on Apr 19, 2017 1:18:51 GMT
This one (the 6th Mayflower Black Magic) sounds like a laugh riot. Adding it to my list. Fab thread! I've browsed a reprint of Lewis Spence's book (a compilation really) on Faery lore of the British Isles but have yet to purchase. As a teenager I owned the anthology Sorceress in Stained Glass... edited by Mr. R. Dalby? The book alas long ago was lost in the mists of antiquity (most likely in the 1980s when I was moving around a lot). cheers, H. If you're interested in faery sightings, you might like "Seeing Fairies: From the Lost Archives of the Fairy Investigation Society" by Marjorie T. Johnson. I really loved it and the Kindle edition is reasonably priced at US$7.50.
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Post by helrunar on Apr 19, 2017 2:11:05 GMT
Thanks, Miss Scarlett! A friend of mine is actually a member of the Faery Investigation Society, and I think I read a version of the article you mention in a book called Folk Horror Revival: Field Studies, which I got hold of sometime around December of '15.
Best, H.
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Post by Swampirella on Apr 19, 2017 11:21:44 GMT
Thanks, Miss Scarlett! A friend of mine is actually a member of the Faery Investigation Society, and I think I read a version of the article you mention in a book called Folk Horror Revival: Field Studies, which I got hold of sometime around December of '15. Best, H. A friend in the Faery Investigation Society? Lucky you! Best back, S.
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Post by fritzmaitland on Sept 13, 2019 11:18:29 GMT
Michel Parry (ed.) - The 6th Mayflower Book of Black Magic Stories (Mayflower, 1977) Ramsey Campbell – The Seductress: When Betty spurns Alastair after he’s show her his room (where he keeps a photo of her surrounded by Magickal paraphernalia), the youth hangs himself. His mother, Mrs. James – a far more adept Black Magician than her son – decides that Betty is to blame, and sets about a ghastly punishment. Betty is haunted by glimpses of a shadowy figure, and, though he’s a great comfort to her to begin with, the new man in her life, James, seems to have more of the night about him than was initially apparent. Hee! Hope to return to Ramsey's original when I can turn up my copy of Scared Stiff, but was most amused to watch a telly version last night. From the second series (shurely season?) of The Hunger - a horror but with lashings of soft porn(judging by the three eps I've screened so far - and there was great rejoicing) collection of tales allegedly inspired by Tony Scott's film of Whitley Streiber's novel. Tone and his brother Ridley leant their names to the series via their Scot Free production company with only Tony directing the title sequence and the first episodes of the two series. I must try and locate series one as Tony's effort is apparently a stab (sorry) at The Swords, a Robert Aickman story, Aickman (along with , say, M R James) being the least likely author to lend himself to a 25 minute sex'n'violence adaptation but hey, who knows? Certainly not me. Judging by Dem's story synopsis, the Hunger team stayed pretty close to the story. Nice to see William Katt and that Eliphas Levi picture that Angelwitch were so fond of. After the smut, it gets a bit freaky, especially when we realise what's ...er...'underneath' James, so to speak. One of the other odd things about this series is horror host David Bowie. Terence Damp (shurely Shtamp?) took the honours in the first go-around, and apparently Dave acts in the first episode, but my disc is damaged so I couldn't play that one- darn it! Have watched Nunc Dimmitis, based on a Tanith Lee story with David Warner as an aging butler to Princess Draculas (sic), recruiting a junkie rent boy to fill his shoes as the Princess's familiar going forward - Dave's intro takes place in what appears to be a snowbound, deserted concentration camp, followed by The Suction Method (oo-er), featuring DB occupying various gaol cells. The Dame's introduction to The Seductress has him assuming the mantle of The Stig from BBC's Top Gear, resplendent in an all-white jumpsuit, meandering around a racing car whilst musing upon emotion, and how it should be let out, before donning his crash helmet and driving into a wall (presumably intentionally). SPOILER, fear not, Glam Kids, the man who fell to earth and sold the world is back at the end, sitting beside a mangled heap of metal and puffing on a fag. Let's dance!
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Post by humgoo on Aug 14, 2020 17:50:14 GMT
Finally, I think Rosemary 'Mary Ann Allen' Pardoe's super The Cambridge Beast may have been written as a tribute to The Horn Of VapulaDo we have enough gargoyle stories for a DIY thread ( In the Shadow of the Gargoyle having proved perhaps not that great)?
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