The Horror! The Horror!, by Brian Michael Henry

The Horror! The Horror!

by Brian Michael Henry

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1.	Waiting 04:31	lyrics	buy track
I’ve been taking pictures of myself All the time Tryin’ to find a face I used to make When you were mine But it ain’t in these photographs Even when I’m saying “cheese” I can’t find a glimpse of myself Without you next to me I’ve been walking by your place at night Just to see If we cross paths, will you say “hello?” Or “who is he?” Well maybe we could talk about it Won’t you meet me out for coffee? Drink your fill, I’ll foot the bill If you’d just talk to me I won’t cry If you decide That I just ain’t the one But we were sky high When you were my Baby please don’t say “we’re done” Didn’t mean to cause a scene tonight Don’t you know? I’m just trying to make a little sense Of why you’d go I guess it’s time to pack it up Hey, I can take a cue If you change your mind tomorrow I’ll wait right here for you For you For you I'll wait right here You know that I love you You know that I love you I'll wait right here
2.	Teenage Werewolf 03:25	lyrics	buy track
I might be late today I’m not feeling so good So don’t wait up for me You know, I think I should Just stay in bed Pull the covers over my head I’m in real rough shape And you don’t wanna catch this (Nah-ooooo) That’s right. Tell ‘em, boys I know I let you down Last night is sort of a blur And soon they’ll figure out This all had nothing to do with her I’m not myself Oh I ain’t even somebody else Just let me be Cause you don’t wanna catch this (Nah-oooooo) What? You still don’t believe me? And if you see me howling up at the moon Do me a favor and just walk on by I’ll get my shit figured out real soon I just need another night (Nah-oooooo) I think it’s just a phase Don’t worry this ain’t goodbye My lycanthropic ways You can understand, if you try So have your silver bullets loaded up Don’t be fooled I ain’t no cute little pup And don’t go out tonight, baby Cause you don’t wanna catch this Trust me You don’t wanna catch this Trust me (Nah-oooooo) You don’t wanna catch this No sir (Nah-oooooo) You don’t wanna You don’t wanna
3.	Vampires' First Date 03:24	lyrics	buy track
I never liked you too much You got between me and something that I wanted I didn’t make a big fuss But now you’re living in the house that I haunted I know the reason you’re out here I think you’ve got too much time You need a light in the dark, babe You’re flying blind Why don’t we give it a shot? Ooh baby hold on tight I get the key to the city Every Saturday night And when you fly back home In the morning light You’d better rest those wings For another flight You keep your “happy birthday’s” And your “wish-you-well’s” I’ve had a million birthday’s But you could never tell I know the reason you’re out here I think you wanna be mine Don’t be ashamed about it Happens all the time Come on now give it a shot Ooh baby hold on tight I get the key to the city Every Saturday night And when you crawl on home In the morning light You’d better clean those fangs For another bite And we might have forever ahead now But I take it one night at a time Cause as soon the bars all shut down Well the moon, it ain’t far behind The sun’ll catch us blind We might be getting younger But our chances ain’t And what about this hunger? I know it just won’t wait Don’t be ashamed about it Happens all the time Why don’t we give it a shot? Ooh baby hold on tight I get the key to the city Every Saturday night And when you crawl on home Before the light You’d better clean those fangs.. Why don't we give it a shot Ooh baby hold on tight I get the key to the city Every Saturday night And when you crawl on home Before the morning light You’d better rest those wings... You’d better clean those fangs... You’d better clean those fangs For another bite For another flight For another bite For another...
4.	Ectoplasmic Love 03:11	lyrics	buy track
This old house feels dead without you Creeping up and down The basement steps, or screaming out at midnight You swore you’d never let me go You said you’d never rest But it’s too quiet, something it just ain’t right Ectoplasmic love Ectoplasmic love I called my share of priests and shysters That, I do regret I guess I didn’t understand your reasons But now, without you drooling blood At the bottom of my bed I find that I am having trouble sleeping Ectoplasmic love Ectoplasmic love Ectoplasmic love Ectoplasmic love And in my hour of boredom I’m yearning for a friend Someone knows the afterlife like you do Someone to make me quake and cry With a puff of chilly breath What I wouldn’t give for a little of your voodoo Ectoplasmic love Ectoplasmic love So take your chains, your haunted strains Your twisted nursery rhymes I know the act, I can do a fine impression I hope that you have fun in hell I hope you’ll miss me too I bet that even demons get depression Ectoplasmic love Ectoplasmic love Ectoplasmic love Ectoplasmic love
5.	Financial Serial Killer 03:52	lyrics	buy track
I got murdered today by a financial serial killer I got murdered today by a financial serial killer He said he’d look out for me and my kin So I turned everything over to him I got murdered today by a financial serial killer I got murdered today by a financial serial killer He’s a killer, I know I’m not the first Financial serial killer, just the worst I got murdered today by a financial serial killer I got murdered today by a financial serial killer I planned to spend these years just relaxing But now I’m working in the record store And sleeping in the back Hey hey hey hey I got murdered today by a financial serial killer I got murdered today by a financial serial killer Hey, I can’t go to the picture show tonight; I’m strapped Maybe we could just sit and gaze at the stars I got murdered today by a financial serial killer I got murdered today by a financial serial killer I’m in the red I’m bleeding green I got murdered today by a financial serial killer I got murdered today by a financial serial killer

about

When one thinks of horror movies, there are a few things that immediately come to mind—vampires, ghosts, knives, and blood-curdling screams. But for Brian Michael Henry, the genre carries with it a powerful romance, an outsider’s perspective on love, and a profound sense of longing. To explore the genre’s romantic facets, Henry created his latest EP, The Horror! The Horror!, a five-track collection of New Wave-inspired alt-pop tracks that examine love and desire from the perspective of classic horror characters.

Throughout The Horror! The Horror!, Henry examines the humanity of monsters and the monstrosity of humans atop pulsing layers of cold electronic production that call to mind both John Carpenter’s signature synth scores and modern darkwave artists like Cold Cave in equal measure. Henry’s vocals, however, are reminiscent of Stephin Merritt’s signature croon and lend a notable warmth to each song, creating a more three-dimensional portrait of his characters and heightening the emotional resonance of the EP.

The Horror! The Horror! kicks off with “Waiting,” a dissection of obsession and stalking inspired by the films Single White Female and Fatal Attraction. At its core, “Waiting” is a love song and a pained exploration of longing, at once sympathetic towards its narrator, and acknowledging that her actions are immoral. From there, the EP continues with “Teenage Werewolf,” a thumping 80s synth ballad that utilizes werewolf lore as an allegory for addiction and alcoholism. “Ectoplasmic Love,” meanwhile, considers the loneliness that one may feel after exorcising a spirit from a haunted house, ridding the home of a constant companion and finding themselves truly alone.

Elsewhere on the EP, Henry engages in more playful fare, such as on “Vampire’s First Date” which molds the imagery and aesthetic of films like The Lost Boys and Interview With A Vampire into a bouncy song about immortality and flirtatious attraction. The EP closes with “Financial Serial Killer,” a twinkling, reflective track from the perspective of someone who falls victim to Bernie Madoff’s Ponzi scheme and whose life is left in ruins, framing Madoff as a Michael Myers-esque slasher.

credits

released January 28, 2022

Brian Michael Henry - songwriter, vocals, instrumentation, programming, production

Eclipse Mixing - mixing and mastering

Colbie Henry - barks (track 2)

Amanda Hick - blood curdling scream (track 4)

Adam-Bobby Farman - cover art

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Brian Michael Henry New York, New York

Brian Michael Henry's music examines the humanity of monsters atop pulsing layers of cold electronic production that call to mind both John Carpenter’s signature synth scores and modern darkwave artists like Cold Cave in equal measure. Henry’s vocals, however, are a baritone croon and lend a notable warmth to each song, creating a more three-dimensional portrait of his characters.. ... more