It’s late October.  The air is crisp, and the scent of burning leaves lingers.  In the distance you hear a chainsaw followed by the shrieks of teenage girls.  An actor dressed as a deranged and bloody farmer stalks the line, silently harassing those who pay him no mind.  Girls cling to their boyfriends crying, “I don't want to go first!”  The mood is electric.  The annual ritual of the haunted house makes you feel like you're 6 years old, trick or treating while your parents wait for you on the sidewalk; 12 years old, going to your best friend’s costume party; 16 years old, sneaking into a cemetery after dark. 

Forget the ubiquitous “Thriller” and the generic heavy metal usually associated with the holiday.  The Marshmallow Ghosts' first full-length self-titled album truly is the most fitting Halloween soundtrack. It's spooky and it’s dark.  Paradoxically, though, it’s light. It is a pop album after all – and a particularly catchy one at that.  "Hearse Song" is a notable track with its melodic sing-along feel and dance beat; as is "Trick."  Its peculiar arrangement and creepy ambiance make it an unlikely, but satisfying, pop song.  Organs, fuzzy guitars and piano chords swirl about crafty lyrics. The Marshmallow Ghosts know how to set a tone.   This album sounds, feels and virtually smells like Halloween.  While listening, you can almost taste the peanut butter cups.

The CD release of The Marshmallow Ghosts will be accompanied by an album-length music video, Corpse Reviver No. 2. With dialogue tying together the visually stunning individual video clips, this isn’t “weird for the sake of weird” like the few album length music videos that have been released in the past few years. Corpse Reviver’s images perfectly complement the mischievous and ominously appealing songs on The Marshmallow Ghosts. It’s clearly made by true horror movie fanatics. This is the band’s third annual Halloween release & this time around they are made up of Lady Lazarus, Dreamend, Hospital Ships, Casket Girls & Graveface kingpins, Black Moth Super Rainbow. They have every intention of continuing the tradition with their brand of ageless Halloween nostalgia.

See you at Raven’s Grin Inn.

Don't you ever laugh as the hearse goes by,

for you may be the next to die.

They'll wrap you up in a big white sheet

From your head down to your feet.

They'll put you in a big black box,

And cover you up with dirt and rocks.

All goes well for about a week,

Then your coffin begins to leak.

The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out,

The worms play pinochle on your snout.

They eat your eyes, they eat your nose,

They eat the jelly between your toes.

A big green worm with rolling eyes,

Crawls in your stomach and out your eyes.

Your stomach turns a slimy green,

And pus pours out like whipping cream.

When you're dead.