I hope you enjoy listening to this darkly comic tale. If you do, you could LIKE, SHARE, COMMENT, SUBSCRIBE, tell a friend. You can even JOIN the channel, or tip me with a SUPER THANKS or KO-FI. Whatever you do, have a wonderful day...and STAY SPOOKY! EDIT: After uploading I noticed a typo on the thumbnail image (the one when the video is playing: "KILLLED"). Not sure how I missed that. I'm either llosing my eyesight or my MARBLLES... Hopefullly it won't affect your enjoyment too much 😞
UA-cam in all it's subversive glory, often manipulates words it deems "inappropriate" and the number of such seem to be growing by the hour. Now I'm finding my text messages and/or replies to those messages, those dealing with certain subjects, completely scrambled or in some way made unreadable. A sign of the times I suppose 😩 I can't say for certain that happened here, but I think it's highly probable.
And today Jasper shares more of his secrets for wooing women. Seriously though, one of the creepiest stories I have heard in a long time. Thanks for digging this one up.
You're very welcome, Jared. And if you want all my dating tips in one place, you'll find them on the "Bloody Valentine" playlist: ua-cam.com/play/PL7JYpOrSDoCcKVHrBv6l10n1MGJkzU1-w.html
JFC Jasper, you've outdone yourself with this one. A deliciously sinister and darkly funny tale. I was riveted start to finish! Absolutely stellar performance mate.
Agree, this tale is dark & creepy ... one never knows when traveling round this ol' world whom one will meet & how that meeting will alter their life. The setting of *after war* times ...🤔 I like this tale as disguises & people pretending to be others are highly interesting... all kinds of possibilities exist w/those *doings* Nice creepy phrase *in the shadow of the gallows* I like highly descriptive language like this also w/ some foreshadowing; he knows the possibilities of his own fate;, yet he has not stopped or altered his behavior. *Thanks Jasper* as usual loved all your creepy accents👍👍👍👍👍
Thanks Miji. Glad you picked up on the oddness of the post-war setting. Displaced drifters unhappy with their station, the surreality of the bombed out towns and cities, very nicely evoked by Ray in the story.
Marvelous!! I had truly hoped for a different outcome, but it was a satisfying ending nevertheless. Brilliant voice acting as always, friend. Thanks so much!
It's a headscratcher again, isn't it? Set in post-war Britain when old values and certitudes have been shaken. I wonder if Dave (if that's even his real name) finds it so easy to conjure up the character of Alfred Heavenrock because he's made from aspects of his suppressed identity. Does Florence, though she falls for Dave's feigned virtuousness (because that's who she is outwardly) subconsciously want Alfred (with whom she shares a taste for alcohol, the macabre, violence)? Therefore it makes sense that the child they conceive could grow up to resemble Alfred, since Alfred is an expression of the things they profess not to be, but secretly are.
@@EnCryptedHorror when she agreeably learned that Dave had violent tendencies I chalked it up to bad writing and the author just using the female character as a prop but then when she blithely rejoiced at Albert's death the thought flickered that maybe the war made life cheap. I couldn't get past her veneer to guess she was kind of a sleeze too Ps, I forgot what you've dubbed us followers. I was thinking about crypto-knights. The eves when we are blessed with your stories as crypto-nights.
Some of these stories are better the more you think about them and talk about them. What you said about the veneer... I confess to just thinking this was an interesting and amusing story, but it's actually really deep about how people relate and respond to each other. "If you're from the rental company..." "If you were a man, I'd..." The salesman adjusts his patter based on his assessment of what you want. The confidence trickster assesses your weak spots. When "Dave" "kills" Alfred Heavenrock he inadvertantly loses what attracted Florence in the first place. Both his dangerous, mysterious side and his pure, virtuous side that is only attractive if it exists alongside its opposite. Florence needs Alfred to exist in order for Dave to be attractive. When he has been "killed" she has to resurrect him...
For myself, I must say this was a very lame story. It moved me not at all. But per usual, the music, the timing, the vocal excellence and everything about this production, except for the story itself, was literal perfection. I do believe you could present selected readings from the phone book and it would be hailed as a masterpiece as all your productions are. I went off and listened to Smee again to get my story fix. So all is right with the world.
I thought it was a wonderful story and the opposite of lame, but it would be a miracle if my taste conformed to that of my listeners every time. You're not the first to suggest the phone book. Maybe I'll try it one day 😄
Well, touching on just one of the many aspects that impinge upon the "quality" of a story, I KILLED ALFRED HEAVENROCK! has NOTHING that supports the willing suspension of disbelief. The supernatural facet just happens without any context or supporting explanation. You could just arbitrarily insert the sentence randomly anywhere in the story, "And suddenly a giant monster appeared and stomped everything flat" and it would be neither more nor less reasonable than any other aspect of the story. SMEE, on the other hand, has the delicacy and careful craftsmanship of a Swiss watch. Every part and element of the story dovetails and interplays with every other part, including any notions of motivation and origin. One only has to accept the fundamental premise that there can BE such things as ghosts and everything else hangs together perfectly. Nothing just "happens". No deus ex machina-like implementer needs to create a reality based upon some character's bad thoughts, behaviors or intentions, and so on. And this is only one of many dozens of story architecture elements that make SMEE probably one of the best constructed supernatural stories I've ever encountered. Truthfully, this is from whence my phone book comment derives. You're like the tramp in NAIL BROTH. Your presentation is so overwhelming it completely conceals the nothingness of the story it decorates. Or like an opera, where the story is only a stick figure upon which to drape the gorgeous raiments of your unequaled performances. It's probably your idea of hell, but I think it would be a perfect world where I could argue it out with you over a couple of schooners and some chicken 'n' chips. Then I could whinge like a brazen pot that, when once struck, goes ringing on in a loud harangue until someone lays hand upon me. With apologies to Socrates. :-)
@@captainterrific You're getting hung up on literal logic- this story has a Freudian, and metaphorical truth. Horror is surreal- real tragedy feels surreal, and that can be showed in horror art through the truly nonsensical and impossible- the feeling that reality is falling apart. Similarly, there is a strong emotional truth to the idea that any lie will take on a life of its own, escape you. Jean Ray's stories are all pretty nuts- he's more like Kafka than Agatha Christie, they're not clockwork. Or better yet, Robert Aickman. In The Maine Psalter, what the hell is going on? The priest is an alien or lovecraftian pre-human who what, wants to get back to his people? Go to some spot where he can return to the stars he comes from? Sacrifice the boat? Something else? And he was an octopus the whole time? But it's still a terrifically engaging story, preceding the Call of Cthulhu in many ways- it's a work of imagination and wonder, the plot was obviously written to support the images and situations he wanted to get to. Obviously it would be great if there could be a better logic- which is what Lovecraft achieved- but it remains a splendid work. Can you imagine conceiving of such things in the late 1800's? Or The Hospice by Aickman- no one will ever be able to explain what sinister thing is actually going on there. Because it's about the EXPERIENCE of walking into some decadent or criminal, or malicious situation with a long and complex explanation, long and complex patterns of twisted psychology, and not knowing what- missing the context. And that's why the story is an all time great- because it gives us, the reader, the same experience. Jean Ray was on the same wavelength as all the great artists of the 20th century, and he is much more in line with what is considered unique and great about the Lost Generation/postwar innovators. You can have your preferences, and I think dislike of the stories Jasper reads is a fair subject to write about. I also think Burrage is one of the best. I'll just say, clockwork plotting as a standard of quality, like everything should;d be written by Christie or Dan Brown- will keep you away from a lot of great art. Pretty much all the best stories of the 20th century descend from the Modernist/subjective/psychological revolutions, Andre Breton's surrealist Manifesto, and show this kind of symbolic/emotional logic. Jean Ray precedes Robes-Grillet, Sarte's writings, Borges, Ionesco's Rhinoceros, etc. M.R. James is the greatest ghost story writer ever probably. Some of his stories make perfect sense, within the premise as you described, and some come out of nowhere. Both have a strong role to play in horror and weird writing.
Ah the dulcet tones of the nightie night, sugar plum fairy, fey and fetching bearer of nightmares...as interpreted by the master of eerie, Jasper L'Estrange ( love that match, and breath- puff! "Full of idiots...") Another winner. Namaste ( Bravo. Finally heard every word, every sound effect - do you write under a pen name?!)
I loved this story for a lot of reasons. One is that creepy kids are real. I've known a few. Part of the reason I decided not to be a mother. Anyone can have a creepy kid. They're born not made. It was a mystery to me, when I was little, that adults never saw how creepy some kids were. We other kids always knew, though not how to express it. Creepiness is so vague and hard to describe, even as adults; almost impossible to write. It's a quality rather than a behavior, so it's felt even in the absence of overt acts. If we tried, even in real fear, we were told we were imagining it. That made me think adults lived in a world very dIfferent from the world we kids knew was real. I'm still waiting to walk through a door into the adult world where there are no creepy kids. 🤔
I hope you enjoy listening to this darkly comic tale. If you do, you could LIKE, SHARE, COMMENT, SUBSCRIBE, tell a friend. You can even JOIN the channel, or tip me with a SUPER THANKS or KO-FI. Whatever you do, have a wonderful day...and STAY SPOOKY!
EDIT: After uploading I noticed a typo on the thumbnail image (the one when the video is playing: "KILLLED"). Not sure how I missed that. I'm either llosing my eyesight or my MARBLLES... Hopefullly it won't affect your enjoyment too much 😞
Curiouser & curiouser…🕳🦨
You are not losing either. Great story, again 😁😬😁 I do love the weird. Thank you, Jasper!!!! Big hugs to you and your family 🤗🤗🤗💖🤗🤗💖
@@waningmooncancer9628 Thank you!
@@EnCryptedHorror 😁🕊️🕊️🕊️😁
UA-cam in all it's subversive glory, often manipulates words it deems "inappropriate" and the number of such seem to be growing by the hour. Now I'm finding my text messages and/or replies to those messages, those dealing with certain subjects, completely scrambled or in some way made unreadable. A sign of the times I suppose 😩 I can't say for certain that happened here, but I think it's highly probable.
Loved this story, Jasper. Alfred's voice evokes a Sweeney Todd type of vibe!
And today Jasper shares more of his secrets for wooing women. Seriously though, one of the creepiest stories I have heard in a long time. Thanks for digging this one up.
You're very welcome, Jared. And if you want all my dating tips in one place, you'll find them on the "Bloody Valentine" playlist: ua-cam.com/play/PL7JYpOrSDoCcKVHrBv6l10n1MGJkzU1-w.html
This was another good 'un, Monsieur le MARBLLES. You're an absolute demon of the genre. Loved your depiction of Lionel.
❤
JFC Jasper, you've outdone yourself with this one. A deliciously sinister and darkly funny tale. I was riveted start to finish! Absolutely stellar performance mate.
This is a real hidden gem Dave! I held my breath till the end - and I didn’t see it coming!
Thanks Jean. Glad you enjoyed it.
Agree, this tale is dark & creepy ... one never knows when traveling round this ol' world whom one will meet & how that meeting will alter their life. The setting of *after war* times ...🤔 I like this tale as disguises & people pretending to be others are highly interesting... all kinds of possibilities exist w/those *doings* Nice creepy phrase *in the shadow of the gallows* I like highly descriptive language like this also w/ some foreshadowing; he knows the possibilities of his own fate;, yet he has not stopped or altered his behavior. *Thanks Jasper* as usual loved all your creepy accents👍👍👍👍👍
Thanks Miji. Glad you picked up on the oddness of the post-war setting. Displaced drifters unhappy with their station, the surreality of the bombed out towns and cities, very nicely evoked by Ray in the story.
Superbly horrifying! You, Mister L'Strange, are a master storyteller and I thoroughly enjoyed today's tale. Eagerly awaiting another installment!
I really really enjoyed this, the differing voices were fantastic.
I've never come across this story before. It's a truly scary, macabre idea. Great interpretation by you, as always. Thank you!
You're welcome, Rosie!
Another great horrorcast from Encrypted Horror, thank you!
Great story and narration!
I love Kirschwasser. It is not cheap over here.
Lionel cracks me up. Oh, he is a handful!
Thanks!
Marvelous!! I had truly hoped for a different outcome, but it was a satisfying ending nevertheless. Brilliant voice acting as always, friend. Thanks so much!
You're welcome! Thanks Blue.
Thank you so much!
You're very welcome!
Aaaaah,the whimsical Mr L'estrange. Thank you indeed, though I prefer your own storys myself. Especially after the one about the trucker.
Unfortunately I find the business of putting one word after the other quite tortuous, otherwise you'd have a lot more originals from me 😊
Weird one Jasper. But thoroughly enjoyable as usual. Thank you for keeping us entertained...I know it's a daunting task 💜
I love a heart-warming story. Beautifully read as always Jasper, what a talent you are ❤️
Thanks S C. Glad you enjoyed.
That was superb! Of course, literal me was thinking “what really happened?” but I gave it up as a bad job.
It's a headscratcher again, isn't it? Set in post-war Britain when old values and certitudes have been shaken. I wonder if Dave (if that's even his real name) finds it so easy to conjure up the character of Alfred Heavenrock because he's made from aspects of his suppressed identity. Does Florence, though she falls for Dave's feigned virtuousness (because that's who she is outwardly) subconsciously want Alfred (with whom she shares a taste for alcohol, the macabre, violence)? Therefore it makes sense that the child they conceive could grow up to resemble Alfred, since Alfred is an expression of the things they profess not to be, but secretly are.
@@EnCryptedHorror when she agreeably learned that Dave had violent tendencies I chalked it up to bad writing and the author just using the female character as a prop but then when she blithely rejoiced at Albert's death the thought flickered that maybe the war made life cheap. I couldn't get past her veneer to guess she was kind of a sleeze too
Ps, I forgot what you've dubbed us followers. I was thinking about crypto-knights. The eves when we are blessed with your stories as crypto-nights.
Some of these stories are better the more you think about them and talk about them. What you said about the veneer... I confess to just thinking this was an interesting and amusing story, but it's actually really deep about how people relate and respond to each other. "If you're from the rental company..." "If you were a man, I'd..." The salesman adjusts his patter based on his assessment of what you want. The confidence trickster assesses your weak spots. When "Dave" "kills" Alfred Heavenrock he inadvertantly loses what attracted Florence in the first place. Both his dangerous, mysterious side and his pure, virtuous side that is only attractive if it exists alongside its opposite. Florence needs Alfred to exist in order for Dave to be attractive. When he has been "killed" she has to resurrect him...
That was an odd one, but quite fun. I was never quite sure which way he would choose to go, and neither was he, until the moment.
I agree. He was a drifter in more ways than one.
Great story, Jasper. Maybe you will also consider reading Ray’s story, The Shadowy Street
Oh yes, it's on my list.
Marvellous narration foe a very creepy story. Thank you!
You're very welcome. Thanks Marti.
This was so creepy!
Time well spent. Well done
Thank you!
What a marvellous story! At times, Alfred sounded a little like Sweeney Todd......
Hooray Jasper! Just at bedtime! XXXXX
Serendipity-doo-dah 🥳 Sweet dreams, Alison 👍
Excellent (excelllent?) As ever J.
Thank you Sam Nellson 🤪
A deliciously dark tale ! 👍
For myself, I must say this was a very lame story. It moved me not at all.
But per usual, the music, the timing, the vocal excellence and everything about this production, except for the story itself, was literal perfection.
I do believe you could present selected readings from the phone book and it would be hailed as a masterpiece as all your productions are.
I went off and listened to Smee again to get my story fix. So all is right with the world.
I thought it was a wonderful story and the opposite of lame, but it would be a miracle if my taste conformed to that of my listeners every time. You're not the first to suggest the phone book. Maybe I'll try it one day 😄
Well, touching on just one of the many aspects that impinge upon the "quality" of a story, I KILLED ALFRED HEAVENROCK! has NOTHING that supports the willing suspension of disbelief. The supernatural facet just happens without any context or supporting explanation.
You could just arbitrarily insert the sentence randomly anywhere in the story, "And suddenly a giant monster appeared and stomped everything flat" and it would be neither more nor less reasonable than any other aspect of the story.
SMEE, on the other hand, has the delicacy and careful craftsmanship of a Swiss watch. Every part and element of the story dovetails and interplays with every other part, including any notions of motivation and origin. One only has to accept the fundamental premise that there can BE such things as ghosts and everything else hangs together perfectly. Nothing just "happens". No deus ex machina-like implementer needs to create a reality based upon some character's bad thoughts, behaviors or intentions, and so on.
And this is only one of many dozens of story architecture elements that make SMEE probably one of the best constructed supernatural stories I've ever encountered.
Truthfully, this is from whence my phone book comment derives. You're like the tramp in NAIL BROTH. Your presentation is so overwhelming it completely conceals the nothingness of the story it decorates. Or like an opera, where the story is only a stick figure upon which to drape the gorgeous raiments of your unequaled performances.
It's probably your idea of hell, but I think it would be a perfect world where I could argue it out with you over a couple of schooners and some chicken 'n' chips. Then I could whinge like a brazen pot that, when once struck, goes ringing on in a loud harangue until someone lays hand upon me. With apologies to Socrates.
:-)
@@captainterrific You're getting hung up on literal logic- this story has a Freudian, and metaphorical truth. Horror is surreal- real tragedy feels surreal, and that can be showed in horror art through the truly nonsensical and impossible- the feeling that reality is falling apart. Similarly, there is a strong emotional truth to the idea that any lie will take on a life of its own, escape you.
Jean Ray's stories are all pretty nuts- he's more like Kafka than Agatha Christie, they're not clockwork. Or better yet, Robert Aickman. In The Maine Psalter, what the hell is going on? The priest is an alien or lovecraftian pre-human who what, wants to get back to his people? Go to some spot where he can return to the stars he comes from? Sacrifice the boat? Something else? And he was an octopus the whole time? But it's still a terrifically engaging story, preceding the Call of Cthulhu in many ways- it's a work of imagination and wonder, the plot was obviously written to support the images and situations he wanted to get to. Obviously it would be great if there could be a better logic- which is what Lovecraft achieved- but it remains a splendid work. Can you imagine conceiving of such things in the late 1800's?
Or The Hospice by Aickman- no one will ever be able to explain what sinister thing is actually going on there. Because it's about the EXPERIENCE of walking into some decadent or criminal, or malicious situation with a long and complex explanation, long and complex patterns of twisted psychology, and not knowing what- missing the context. And that's why the story is an all time great- because it gives us, the reader, the same experience. Jean Ray was on the same wavelength as all the great artists of the 20th century, and he is much more in line with what is considered unique and great about the Lost Generation/postwar innovators.
You can have your preferences, and I think dislike of the stories Jasper reads is a fair subject to write about. I also think Burrage is one of the best. I'll just say, clockwork plotting as a standard of quality, like everything should;d be written by Christie or Dan Brown- will keep you away from a lot of great art. Pretty much all the best stories of the 20th century descend from the Modernist/subjective/psychological revolutions, Andre Breton's surrealist Manifesto, and show this kind of symbolic/emotional logic. Jean Ray precedes Robes-Grillet, Sarte's writings, Borges, Ionesco's Rhinoceros, etc.
M.R. James is the greatest ghost story writer ever probably. Some of his stories make perfect sense, within the premise as you described, and some come out of nowhere. Both have a strong role to play in horror and weird writing.
Ah the dulcet tones of the nightie night, sugar plum fairy, fey and fetching bearer of nightmares...as interpreted by the master of eerie, Jasper L'Estrange ( love that match, and breath- puff! "Full of idiots...") Another winner. Namaste ( Bravo. Finally heard every word, every sound effect - do you write under a pen name?!)
Don't tell anyone. Jasper is my pen name.
@@EnCryptedHorror Smart ass...Namaste Have a Good Rest of Your Day-
moral of the story: never tell lies near a cemetery. : D
That was a fantastic story!
Monsieur L'estrange has outdone himself again 🔥
I don't care for saki, so I don't really know what kirishvasa is...?
I've probably mispronounced it (although I went on Forvo to check). Kirschwasser is a cherry liqueur.
@@EnCryptedHorror Oh...that doesn't sound bad.
Lawd hammercy, I thought it was distilled sweet potato 🤣 A small drop in a gin and tonic , perhaps
Any plans to do "The Shadowy Street"?
Not in the near future as I am not recording at the moment, but maybe one day.
Fabulously read as always!
Thank you 🙏
Brilliant Story ,,,, just the thing for a Sunday night with Crumpets and cocoa 😀 ( is there any more Sweeney to come ? )
I'm struggling to get one of these recorded a week at the moment. Short on spare time. I just can't fit Sweeney in atm 😔
The Sweeney Todd Voice! 😍
Haha, thought I'd drop it in there for the die-hards 😉
Excellent
No problem, no prroblem at alll!
Thanks bllixten.
Very creepy 😮x
I loved this story for a lot of reasons. One is that creepy kids are real. I've known a few. Part of the reason I decided not to be a mother. Anyone can have a creepy kid. They're born not made.
It was a mystery to me, when I was little, that adults never saw how creepy some kids were. We other kids always knew, though not how to express it.
Creepiness is so vague and hard to describe, even as adults; almost impossible to write. It's a quality rather than a behavior, so it's felt even in the absence of overt acts.
If we tried, even in real fear, we were told we were imagining it.
That made me think adults lived in a world very dIfferent from the world we kids knew was real.
I'm still waiting to walk through a door into the adult world where there are no creepy kids. 🤔
I know what you mean, Shelley. In fact, looking back, I think *I* was one of those creepy kids myself.
Seems a rather heavy penalty for a dude whose main crime was deception….Jasper, you are the most talented vocal artist in the horror genre.