This time last year, I’d just finished the edits on the weirdest fiction I’ve ever sold. They were for Rigor Amortis, an anthology of romantic horror stories. After the contracts were in and the release date was set, I caught myself wondering: Who died and made me a zombie-lover?
As is typical of b-movie horror, I was probably infected before I realized I was in the middle of an epidemic. Next thing you know, I’m just another shuffle-step in the horde; one more “Braaaaiin” in the groaning chorus.
Speaking of the All Singing, All Dancing Zombie Apocalypse, there’s a soundtrack for that. I think most of these songs are inappropriate for young kids, and some of the music videos have a gross-out factor high enough for me to advise even viewers who share my zombie-friendly media appetite to consider delaying their lunch break. The zombie apocalypse might begin as an off-Broadway musical, but it’s got still the funk of forty-thousand years.
My current favorite zombie love song is Stephanie Mabey‘s “If I Were a Zombie”:
2 thoughts on “The All Singing, All Dancing Zombie Apocalypse”
That was amaze-balls!
You’ll probably like this, then:
It’s a zombie love story/musical, similar to Dr. Horrible’s singalong blog.
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