Monday, December 12, 2016


Are you ready for next year?

I’d love to hear your thoughts on 2016, and your plans for 2017.

You haven’t heard from me on my blog because—as usual—I have been extremely busy. This last year has been pretty eventful—new job, family and friend matters, and putting in studio time, and next year is going to be something special.  My friend and I have been working hard towards putting together a new show for certain public broadcasting channels, and next year we will start filming. As many of my friends are aware, I’m very into everything paranormal—especially when it comes to stories and legends of monsters and faerie folk. Long before ghost hunting and monster hunting shows became popular, I was out in cemeteries and deep, dark woods doing my own amateur investigations, and I have experienced more than my fair share of the supernatural. So, I’m taking some of these experiences, and many others that are not my own, and my team of camera, audio, and investigators out to film some very interesting and scary stuff.

I’m not ready to announce the name of our investigative team yet, or announce their names, but I can say that our team consists of three investigators: Lead Investigator/Interviewer, investigator/intuitive, and our investigator/hired gun, and of course a small crew of cameras and audio. I will be behind one of the main cameras, and you will hear me from time to time sharing some of the important information about each adventure. We will be using drones, night vision, and all the usual contraptions for documenting any evidence—and we will be using the CSI methods of collecting physical evidence.

One of our first episodes will be based on an experience I had here in Oregon, in the woods. I can’t divulge too much information about it, but suffice it to say, I already have some interesting photos for this that I have documented certain aspects of what happened. We will also be interviewing other local experts in various fields including: a volcanologist, and other local paranormal experts.

We won’t be focusing on ghosts, or Sasquatch, but more on local myths and legends of the North West. We will do a few ghost hunting investigations to get some practice in with the team, and I will post those on our website once it is up and running.

Stay tuned everyone—next year is going to be an adventure! 

Monday, May 30, 2016

The Cure Portland 2016

Saturday May 28th, 2016 (all photos were taken by me, but feel free to share them as much as you want) was an exciting night for me. It was the night I finally had a chance to go see one of my favorite bands--The Cure. Now, I have many favorite bands, but this is one of the first that I really fell in love with back in the early 80's.

When I was really little, my family didn't play much music. If I wanted to listen to something, I had to beg my grandpa to put something on, or, occasionally my mom listened to John Denver, or Barbara Streisand--at least those were the two that got any real airplay at my house. So when VH1 started showing up on the tele, my mind was pretty blown away. In fact, there are three main bands that changed the way I viewed music. Okay, so I am going to digress just a little bit, because the only band that really made my mouth drop and go "WHAT IS THIS!" back in the 70's was Queen, who was introduced to me by one of my distant cousins. Moving on ...

I had this awesome punk rock baby-sitter for awhile, who I will never forget, because she was the next one to blow my mind with something new, and forever cherished--Oingo Boingo. That was another aha moment for me in discovering my musical tastes.

Then, about one year later, I was at Seal Beach. Standing outside a pizza shop, waiting on my sister and probably some cousins, my eyes immediately alighted on a flyer across the street. Sprinting over to the paper in the window, I had another moment of "WHAT IS THIS?!"

Wild hair and eyes heavy with make-up glinted from the flyer. The band was called Siouxsie and the Banshees, and the band playing with them was The Cure. I don't know what it was that drew me in so fiercely to that flyer, but I had to know who these bands were!

Not long after, I made a friend who looked pretty much exactly like Robert Smith, and he was a huge fan and had a beat up old tape with all of The Cure's older songs. We listened to that tape constantly. I was sold. There may not have been much of a Goth scene yet, be we were it. I was wearing capes and hanging with my Robert Smith look-alike. Life in the 80's was like one long, innocent goth party that never ended.

If you want to read more about The Cure, and Robert Smith, you can go to these links on wiki, there is so much written about them, that I really don't feel like I need to re-hash who they are, most fans have followed The Cure for a very long time:

I've never given up my goth roots, and still attend whatever goth nights are happening in my area. The Cure is much loved. I feel very lucky to finally have seen them in concert, Robert Smith can still belt out a tune like non-other--music that rings from those tonsils like a dark, eldricht fay god of the void. Enjoy the photos.