Author: Stacy Horn

I always loved Stormin’ Norman and Suzy and this song in particular. I’m so happy that this video exists and I can see and hear them again. It holds up I think (I heard them when I was living in Boston in the 1970’s). I think I will also tweet it!

Eric Whitacre’s Virtual Choir participates in his latest composition: Deep Field: The Impossible Magnitude of our Universe. I am one of the singers. See if you can find me. I’m kidding. You’ll get the joke if you watch. It’s a beautiful piece, and the imagery is just stunning. It makes me want to visit a planetarium. Or the stars.

My brother and I saw this when I drove up to see my father for the last time. He died early on Halloween morning, sadly. I don’t really feel like posting at length about it now. Maybe someday. He would have turned 90 on Christmas Eve, so he had a good long life. Not that even longer would have been better.

Sorry I’m so late with this video. These are scenes from this year’s Halloween celebration in the West Village of Manhattan, where I live. A display that many people objected to last year returned. She’s the last one in the video and I put a warning before she appears. One father looked at it, laughed, and summed up the children’s dilemma. “Blood, candy, blood, candy?” Which would prevail, the children’s desire for candy or their fear of blood?

I hope to be back with a video of a spectacular Halloween display I saw last night. A skeleton dog howling. You have to see it. It’s indescribable, it must be seen.

In the meantime, a shot I took yesterday. That’s a zombie girl in her Communion outfit, no?