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I Survived ‘Nightmare: New York,’ the NYC-Themed Haunted House

(Photo: Michael Blase)

(Photo: Michael Blase)

I am terrified of haunted houses because they usually include the things that I find to be most terrifying: People leaping out from around corners, people screaming something in your ear, teamwork of some sort, and theater majors running at you from down a hallway. None the less, I still very much enjoy going to them because I get a great deal of pleasure out of being in uncomfortable situations. Being in a uncomfortable situation, for me, is the same as going to a day spa because it cancels everything out to zero. You’re there. Things are happening to you. And you don’t have to think about anything else.
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Trick-or-Treaters, We’ve Found the Mother Lode

(Photo: Christopher DiScipio)

(Photo: Christopher DiScipio)

All day long, trick-or-treaters have been hitting us up for candy (our one pouch of Big League Chew went fast), but one thing’s for sure: we’re not getting hit as hard as our neighbors across the street.

F.K. Sweetland, a candy distributor at 152 Grand Street, has been around for 25 years (its faded sign still advertises “sports shakes” and “freeze pops”). Rocky Ksed, the place’s 29-year-old manager, inherited it from his father. On this late, rainy Halloween afternoon, trucks were still being loaded.
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Nightclubbing | The Cramps

Pat Ivers and Emily Armstrong continue sorting through their archives of punk-era concert footage as it’s digitized for the Downtown Collection at N.Y.U.’s Fales Library.

Halloween poster.

After a weekend of belated Halloween and Day of the Dead celebrations, how about another bit of eerie entertainment? Better than a bag of candy, more shiver-inducing than a zombie apocalypse: ladies and gentlemen, we present The Cramps.

For more than a quarter of a century, the band cave-stomped their signature brand of rockabilly and blues with a blend so stripped down that for years, they used no bass. Relying on sinuous guitars and drums to stake their rhythms, they created a sound that invoked surf rock, grade-B horror films and a whiff of medicine show. Lead singer Lux Interior hated the use of the term psychobilly to describe their sound but the fans embraced it. More →