The movie which gave the band their name, a lurid omnibus chiller with Boris Karloff nearing the end of his career…

…And Shane Embury from Napalm Death has hand-picked one of his favourite video nasties, Lucio Fulci’s The Beyond. Expect shonky dubbing and spectacular gore.

A nice post-gig buzz today, with the usual craving for a fry-up. I just wanted to draw your attention to Pontypool, a smashing little Canadian film which would be easy to miss amongst the current zombie-movie bombardment. This one only uses scraps of the zombie format, with a remote radio station piecing together the picture of a strange virus infecting the countryside around them. Disregard the Guardian’s one-star review (Peter Bradshaw is an eejit) and hunt it down if you can. And if you can’t, there’s always the radio-play re-edit; not quite as claustrophobic but a pretty good modern-day War of the Worlds (as in Welles). Kill is kiss!

At the last 7inch event we showed a brief clip from 1981 Indonesian horror flick Mystics in Bali, by way of a taster for a full screening at Flatpack in March. The response since has been so striking – ie, numerous people saying ‘what the hell was that?’, ‘you’ve infected my dreams’, etc – that we felt that we should spread the joy a little further. If you like the look of it, the dvd is available from Mondo Macabro. And this Thai advert for Sylvania lightbulbs is a handy primer on East Asian bogeymen: