Music of the Dead By Matthew Wilson Mom didn’t want me to go to the concert, not after the murders but I was fourteen now and had sold my comics to afford the ticket. The old bat was uncool, so I waited till her bedroom light went off before I clambered down the drain pipe like a clumsy monkey and kept to the shadows along the lawn. At school tomorrow I would be the cool kid who'd listen to the rock god live. Hell, I would say we'd become best friends if it made me more popular. The armed guard at the gate looked ready to throw me off a cliff as if my ticket were made of crayon streaked paper but I smiled and bided my time and reluctantly he stepped aside. The crypt of Shadows came on stage with their intestine string guitars at midnight. The pained howls of the crucified men around them were a fine backup chorus. Beneath the ugly red stars the fle...
The Rock N' Roll Horror Zine is a DIY print lit zine that tells rock and roll themed horror, bizarro and weird fiction stories as well as featuring comics and artwork. Created and edited by Ben Fitts.