Monday, May 10, 2010

Vampires my friend Vampires

It's been my thing since I could crawl. 
Vampires. 

I dressed up every Hallowe'en (except the one year in grade 2 when my mom forced me to be something else) as a vampire. 
The first book I ever got from the library myself that my mother did not pick out was The Vampire Lestat by Anne Rice. (I was 12 it had just come out -the other book I got that same trip was Rock Star by Jackie Collins) My favourite movie is still Lost Boys (23 years and counting and the poster still proudly sits over my sofa)

Somewhere around the time I was in my last year of high school, I got serious with studying "real vampires".   As in mythology, folklore, psychology of the images and metaphors that the movies and books were portraying.  
At that time (1992) I was laughed at.  Told my interest in vampires was a silly one and that no one really cared.

No one really cared about vampires.    Really?  I mean REAAALLLYYY? (that would be my best Miz impression which doesn't translate well in writing)   Here we are almost twenty years later and the vampire is the biggest thing going.   So much infact that I pulled away from it the last 3 years.   I know crazy right.  Me, the one who was dubbed "Lady Lestat"  and "the Bride of Dracula"  for over thirty  years,  I pulled back and just got out of it. 

Why?
Well my Spudguns,  I got out of it because it lost it's flavour for me.  There became too many cheesy wannabes, too many pulp-backs being released that had nothing to do with anything but sex.  I've always been from the notion that vampires should be more frightening then whinny.  The media became over saturated with bloodsuckers.  Something twenty years ago I had hoped for. 
Like they say, becareful what you wish for you just might get it. 
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