Here is the story of "The Craig Muir
After producing two Electronic Musical albums, I saw one night
Craig Muir hastening on one of the streets of Frostburg,
Maryland. He asked what have I been doing, and I showed to him
the CD's. He purchased a copying of the CD "Way Out
After listening to "Way Out There," Craig said to me
that the music is twisted, but that I need to do a CD with
beats. By that I understood that he meant what is known in 2002
A.D. Electronic Musical parlance as "dance beats." He
said I needed to produce a Trance album.
So I made a list of all the tunes that I had produced to date
that could be reworked with dance beats, at about 140 bpm, or
beats per minute. I consider a decent full-length CD to be 45
minutes or longer, and the list I had gave about 3 CD's worth of
Using the equipment of the (then) production department, whose name is
Marc, I finished 3 of 4 compositions.
"Unexpected" had already been completed for the album
"Dances for God."
There was a lapse of several weeks before I had once again
access to the equipment. Marc left me in his house overnight
while he was out of town. I was refining the sound on
"Hygienic Celebration Deep Tribal House Folk" and "Old
Hundred Deep Tribal House Folk," and was doing the entirety
of "Anthony Wayne Deep Tribal House Folk," minus the
movie tracks, which were added later by Marc.
At one point, I had to wait a long time for something to be
captured, and, so I decided to play a few CD's on the CD player,
while the computer was tied up. The first one I played was a
verily quiet CD, and I had to turn the volume way up.
This was about 4 a.m. in the morning. There was a CD that Marc
had done with his partner Tyler Ralston. It was a satire of
Screaming Lord Sutch. I put it on the CD player, and it began
with a demonic actor saying in a blood-chillingly cruel vein:
"I am going to scream," followed by a verily
persuasive horror scream by an actress.
The volume was turned so high on the CD player, from the
previous CD, that the demonic actor and the horrified actress
nearly blasted me out of my senses. It was incredibly loud, and
psychically I felt that the sound had awakened one of the
I thought no more about it, and went back to work, screening the
composition "Hygienic Celebration," which was to be used on
another CD. All of a sudden, the
hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and I felt somebody
looking in the window, with the intent to kill me.
There were no blinds for the windows, so I escaped into another
part of the house and turned off the lights to hide from the
killer, while the song, "Hygienic Celebration" was being played
loudly by the computer.
Psychically, I could feel that the would-be killer was intending
to come into the house and to find and to kill me, and that
while devising his plan, he was hearing the song, "Hygienic
Celebration," and was thinking, "That is disgusting!"
Then it dawned on me that the scream had caused the neighbor to
call the police, or, perhaps, to investigate for himself the
source of the scream.
Then, seeing a stranger in Marc's house, he must have assumed
that I had slain one of the people of the house, at least, and
that a female had screamed. As I became aware of this, I felt
psychically the would-be killer arriving at the correct
conclusion that it had been a recording, and not a real scream,
because the hairs on my neck stood back down again, and I felt
the threat passing away.