#horror – Page 41 – DAMIEN RILEY | World Music

Man in the Middle —

Hear/see a liddel taste of what I’ve been working on. Have a good day. 👀

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The Time Machine CH1

Happy Sunday to all my Beaches and Horrors out there! Today I offer you a new podcast episode, about 30 mins long as they have been as of late.

In this one, I take on chapter one of the original book. I did “Call of The Wild” this way, doing an episode on each chapter and a culminating episode with guests where I reviewed the modern film. I figure I’ll repeat that with this fucken awesome dime store novel. Wanna be on the final? Hit me up. I got stories of my beaches and horrors. Meet me and them, always for free at ⁠RileyOnFilm.com⁠

Love and sexual content aplenty here! (I’m still single, Doh!)

Yours,

Damien S, Riley, American Humorist

–ABOUT–

Damien S. Riley is an American humorist, a creator of music, books, and a podcast on film & literature titled, “Riley on Film.” It’s available on Spotify but is also syndicated and available across most modern platforms.

But ALL places host it, I think! Let me know if you’d like it in your special squeeze box, I can slide it in anywhere. I’m a techie that way.
More than just a blog film critic, Damien creates online across 3 modalities. His online stuff all comes together at The Loft, his eclectic blog: RileyOnFilm.com Ready to listen? Here we gooooooooooooo! I hope you enjoy.

Stop The Paranoia, Day

Okay so confession time. This is something that’s been happening to me lately a lot. I’ve been meaning to write about it, because when I write about it I pay attention to it it’s just the life of a blogger you wouldn’t know, most likely.

One reason I’m glad I made it in music is cuz it’s going to pay for my teeth getting fixed when I finally settle down to it.

I’ll be missing my wallet say for example because lazy ass me didn’t put it in the drawer where it belongs. So I jump to Alzheimer’s suspicion. Then I jump to child suspicion: child stole it suspicion. And this doesn’t just happen at home this happens everywhere I go if I’m missing something I go right to blaming someone and every time I find it.

Let me repeat that: every time I feel paranoia that someone stole my s*** I find it.

So the next time I can’t find something I’m going to sit down and meditate or I’m going to forget the f*** about it because it’s going to turn up and I’m going to stop the paranoia the judging and the blaming. ✌️