Friday, May 31, 2019

Breaking News- The Cure's 40th Anniversary Concert to Screen In Movie Theaters

This is just in!

Disintegration

The band marked their 40th anniversary last year in London with a special concert. During the performance, they played a wide span of hits, including deep cuts and rarities. According to Rolling Stone, the band filmed the show and is now releasing it to cinemas as Anniversary 1978 - 2018: Live in Hyde Park London for a one-day-only event on July 11th.

Tickets to the screenings, will go on sale June 6th via a special website through Trafalgar Releasing.

The Cure will also celebrate with livestreamed concerts and special shows in Australia, for the anniversary of their landmark album Disintegration.

Source: The Rolling Stone 

For more info, follow the links in The Rolling Stone article.


Yesterday, May 30th, they livestreamed Disintegration. They've also announced they have also added a fifth and final concert to the album's 30th anniversary shows at the end of the month. It was streamed for free to Cure fans worldwide. You can watch and recap the show at the Sydney Opera House Website below.







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Friday, May 17, 2019

Ghost Stories to Send You Chills - Story #1

There are some people believe in ghosts. With that said, there's some people who don't believe in ghosts. Despite everything, there's been proof of the paranormal existing and coexisting with us on Earth. Many that do believe in ghosts, will tell you that they've had encountered or have had numerous encounters with the dead. Some even disclose that some encounters were too close for comfort and scary to retell. Although, there's been accounts of pleasant experiences with ghosts and spirits.

I, personally, believe in ghosts and all other things paranormal that we cannot see with our own eyes or sense. Many times I've seen things that cannot be explained other that I'm just seeing things or I'm actually seeing a ghost. Truth be told, I've had both good and bad experiences. The good ones are quite humbling to the soul, but the bad ones, startle me and gives me the chills.

The first story, is one from my childhood. In my opinion, this one is by far the scariest of all the encounters. All these stories are true and actually did happen. Others were there and can vouch for these happenstances and can verify. 

My childhood home, was in the center of Springfield nearby a Bass Pro Shops down the street from us. It was a one level home with yellow siding, plus a decent sized yard. The home was complete with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a garage. Pretty decent size for a family with three children and a dog. It was said to be built on a former cemetery or Native American and Civil War burial grounds that was moved elsewhere. The ground it sat on was apparently cursed from the remains being dug up after decaying there to rot. In my knowledge, it is a bad omen to build a home on grounds that was a former burial site and especially if the remains of people were disrespected in any form.

Before we lived there, the wife of the first owner, passed away in the northwest bedroom of the house from apparent natural causes. The second and third owners, tragically died. The second owners wife, was murdered and her spirit came back to claim the husband. The third owner, was killed by the ghosts of the previous owners. This left nothing except negatively charged energy and spiraled into a violent poltergeist. 

My family had already moved there before I was born, lived there approximately ten years in the house and had little to no activity from the spirits inhabiting the household. After I was born, the spirit activity picked up again and got extremely vicious. It was more than something toppling over and bumps in the night. It was more of things getting thrown, waking up to things in a mess and furniture stacked on top of each other, manifestations, and people being dragged down the hallways.

My older sister and I shared a room together, since neither of us took up a lot of room. There'd be different occasions were I'd wake up in the middle of the night and seeing pitch black, with a dozen different sets of eyeballs staring at me. I'd hide young myself under my blankets and try to go back to sleep, but there's one night particular that stands out. 

One night, I was lying in my bed asleep and woke up after hearing a thump on the door from the hallway. I knew everyone was in their rooms and nobody was awake, but me. The door was slightly cracked open a half inch so air could flow through, as it was quite warm and humid that night in particular. Brushing it off, I roll over and try to go back to sleep again, but I hear another thump and heard noise coming from the kitchen. I get up to see what the fuss was about and glide on my slippers, tip-toing into the hall.

I though maybe it was my mom or dad up in the kitchen. As I walked past the living room, I heard the clinking of silverware being taken in or out of one of the drawers. I look past the door and to my surprise, there was nobody. Then I completely became startled when I saw a kitchen knife floating in the air about adult height. At the same time, I saw another gradually rise out of an open drawer and it slamming shut afterwards. The knives were held like Michael Myers would carry them chest height. I was frozen in solid fear, but when the floating knives started coming at me, I was quick to my feet and ran. I darted back to the bedroom, hollering for help. 

Once back in my bedroom, I peer out to see the knives quickly floating around the corner and swiftly making their way down the hall. I shut the door and it starts pushing on it so I can't completely shut it and lock it, but eventually had success and was able to lock the door shut. The knob started jiggling violently, which startled my sister awake and it started banging on the door. 

Suddenly, it got quiet and I put my ear to the door to listen. It scraped the door with the knives and I moved my head away from the door. It was probably a good idea that I did, because whatever it was, stabbed through the wood of the door right where my head was and I probably would've died.
My parents woke up from being alerted and they went out to see what the commotion was. To their horror, they see one knife floating in the air and the other embedded in the door. Dad, told it to fuck off and go back to where it came from. Then the knife dropped and we opened the door to see our parents as startled as we were. I ran out to my mom, crying in absolute terror. 

The next following weeks, I was too startled to even want to go home. I refused to eat or sleep and was reluctant to the word "home." We had minor experiences after that, but that was the scariest encounters I've had. It still startles me now and it's giving me chills just writing or thinking about that experience.

What do you make of this?
And was this an extremely violent poltergeist?

What's the scariest paranormal encounter or experience you've had? Feel free to share yours!