YouTube Tuesdays: I deny you the Nidus!

3.9.2010 @ 2:04 pm UTC by lilah wild

Once upon a time, way back before the Nickelodeon network adopted an orange splatter as its corporate identity and their station bumps were full of pinballs, there was some pretty good television airing after the morning’s total domination by “Pinwheel” and before the 8pm changeover to an arts channel. If your tastes run to early-80’s British speculative YA, The Third Eye delivers the goods.

Filmed in 1981, “Into the Labyrinth” was one of Eye’s four miniseries, and perhaps the best known because of the cool black robes, the trips into the labyrinth, and that infamously bitchy catchphrase. This show chronicled the power struggle between a pair of time-traveling magick-flingers, Rothgo and Belor. Rothgo enlists the aid of three schoolchildren who free him from a giant styrofoam rock, sending them into various eras to find his past selves and capture the Nidus – which can only be seen in a mirror’s reflection – to restore his power from the evil clutches of Belor.

You just *know* the guy playing Rothgo has done some serious Shakespeare time, and Belor has a fabulous deep witchy Eva O laugh when she’s not raiding the Stevie Nicks discount bin. There’s a lot to like in this show: the cave sets, the sudden explosions of lightning and thunder when somebody gets pissed off, the fabulously low-budget way the magicians look when they’re flying, the dark fantasy caterwauling of the theme music, and, amid all of this, some pretty good performances. It wasn’t long before “Rothgo? Ha-ha! I am Rothgo!” made its way into our repertoire of in-jokes.

The Nidus has since gone on to open a YouTube account and upload not just all the eps from the first season, but surprise surprise, there’s also a second and third season. Enjoy!

YouTube Tuesdays: Nina Hagen on David Letterman

1.26.2010 @ 1:02 pm UTC by lilah wild

From the era of In Ekstasy, 1985! Dave wastes about a third of the interview on her hair extensions (half an hour? ah, she’s using the glue method) when I wish they went more into her hippie tendencies and UFO sightings, but damn, *that* is how to rock snakeskin spandex.

80’s Flashback: The Cramps solicit the fashion-conscious

1.7.2010 @ 1:37 pm UTC by lilah wild

The Cramps ad from 1981 i-D

This was found within the pages of “the worldwide manual of style” back when both band and publication were in their respective childhoods – and while digital art is great and wonderful and fantastic and all that, weren’t the hand-drawn little cartoons of punk-rock yesteryear pretty damn fabulous? The vampiric little skulls around the border are still a popular design trope nearly 30 years later, and I love her sunglasses and the teeny little moon.

From i-D Magazine, somewhere in 1981.

80’s Flashback: Bathtime with Ozzy’s crazy babies

12.10.2009 @ 6:51 pm UTC by lilah wild

The Osbournes 1986
When this image first surfaced in the pages of a metal magazine, it was just a playful depiction of the Prince of Darkness as a family guy, goofing around with his kids, accompanying an interview in which his madman image is played against his affectionate family life. There was no way to know what a harbinger of cultural doom it was, that cameras would be returning sixteen years later and inadvertently sowing the seeds of Gosselin Fever.

But, cute pic, huh? (And I’m really looking forward to reading Sharon’s autobiography.)

From RIP Magazine, December 1986.

YouTube Tuesdays: Wendy O. Williams sings the Time Warp

12.8.2009 @ 6:30 pm UTC by lilah wild

Behold, the Mistress of Taboo in a maid uniform. Happy Tuesday!!

80’s Flashback: The creepiest game in the arcade

12.3.2009 @ 5:35 pm UTC by lilah wild

Big thanks to my cousin and her husband for letting me know this was online – this is one of those bits of nostalgia it never occurred to me to go looking for.

Behold, a primitive yet still pretty unsettling shooting game that was one of my favorites in the late 80’s. Gore! Torture! Blood! Now that I’ve grown up a little, ah…WTF?!

(Trigger warning for those who appreciate these things: Gore! Torture! Blood! And believe it or not, nudity.)

(You’re all clicking now, aren’t you? Naughty little pumpkins.)

First, some context. Out of all the places this game could have materialized in my life, it was in Cape May, New Jersey, that it reared its questionable head. You’d think this was more up Wildwood’s alley, but no. It was in genteel, Victorian Cape May, with its architectural gingerbread and salt water taffy, antique shops and beach trinkets, that I found this little slice of mayhem in one of the boardwalk arcades. It was usually the first thing I headed for, playing a round before hitting the skeeball lanes. This was before the days of a big mean boss sucking quarter after quarter out of you to keep the game going, and I never made it all the way to the end.

Fast-forward to this year, when I found out it’s up on YouTube.

The game stomps right into the carnage, no 101 levels to ease you in to the rougher stuff, the torture chambers are right there in Boards 1 and 2. I remember the game’s instructions saying something about “shoot the monsters for points” or somesuch guidance, but…they’re chained down. To a guillotine, a head-crushing vise, and for one unfortunate soul, suspended above an alligator. And they look a lot like regular old humans, screams and all. No self-defense adrenaline from gunning down a clearly evil-intentioned zombie running towards you with an axe or swooping down with hungry fangs. But, to twelve-year-old me, “yeah! BANGBANGBANG BLOODBLOODBLOOD!”

Board 3 is more of the classic haunted castle with a nightgowned candle-bearing maiden, rapidly followed by a giant vampire head which should be vanquished with a shot to the eyeball, but wasn’t in the above clip. I’m a little ticked about that because I ALWAYS shot the eyeball and I never made it to Board 4.

So…after years of anticipation…

It’s a graveyard! On fire! With zombie hands coming out of the dirt, one of them yanking its head off to throw across the ground. A bleeding obelisk, a distended hand pointing you to shoot the eyes in the tree, a figure pushing a baby carriage. Inexplicably there’s a girl buried waist-up in the middle of all this, and where she’d now be the victim you’d have to shoot around or lose points, back then you’d just dismember her down to a ragged stump of torso along with everything else, but not before shooting her bra off first. Pardons, but the whole “we’ve seen your breasts, now you must die” horror trope has always squicked me out. Probably for the best I never made it to Board 4 while I was still prepubescent.

Here’s a shot of the bonus round game, which is pretty cute:

Chiller arcade game

By the way, this game was made by the same people who did the high-fantasy pixelfest Crossbow. A more widely-known game, which has it’s own YouTube clip – including the Halloweentown board! Yay! – here.

80’s Flashback: the Metal Method!

11.19.2009 @ 5:43 pm UTC by lilah wild

The Metal Method

Would YOU take guitar lessons from this gentleman?
Do you trust in the power of a strategically ripped tunic, a snakeskin strap, a bicep bangle? Hell, even the font is shiny.

Come to think of it, has anybody ever heard of a band called Hawk? As far as I can recall, these ads were the only time they ever surfaced in the pages of Hit Parader and Circus. Unless I missed an inch-high album review somewhere. Definitely not of the “Vince Neil stubbed his toe! We’ve got the inside scoop!” caliber.

And as for the “if you had started taking these lessons when you first heard of them…” quote, yeah, this ad was a constant in the pop metal mags of the late 80’s.

From RIP Magazine, May 1987.