Dawn of the Dead unreleased soundtrack

Came today. The Gonk, Mask of Death, etc...

So you, future self, might be in Alzheimer's-induced fog and wondering what you saw in DOTD and why you went to ZombieCon and wrote A-137 and collected memorabilia.

Well, all I can say is that this younger self still finds even the music of Dawn of the Dead powerfully inspiring for dark visions of...being outnumbered and fighting a losing battle against the forces of chaos or impartiality.

You remember what the commercials did to you when you were a kid, the nightmares they caused. By the time you saw the movie there wasn't anything in it that could scare you anymore. And the violence is not like "Saw" or any of that grand guglinol sjoy where the evil is enjoying its role. It's the sleeping giant, Cthulu crushing by simply rolling over in its sleep. It's something that is doing what naturally comes to it, and that's what's always terrified you - that the natural world, whether a shark, global warming or a risen army of the undead is just living its nature and gobbling us up.

Like a truck. But that's not for public consumption. At dinner the other night someone talked about that and we had a little Q&A where you learned something about it. I was surprised at how much it still affects me. I can't even remember that much about the person, a few things, but I remember how much I liked him and how completely unfair it was and that's when I realized it didn't matter who you were, the world rolls on like a big rock and it crushes (or eats) us without fear or favor. Or reason. Or justice.

So DOTD still moves you, but not for the reason it moves most people. It's the rising inexorable tide, plus Romero's talent and just the fact it's a great movie.

But the dreams remain. And sometimes you wake up and your arm is numb again, or they're climbing up the sides of the skyscraper and you're at the top with a nuke, but maybe you wired the detonator right and maybe you didn't. But that's nothing new.

Do you still have those dreams, older self? Or do you dream about eating soup now, like Bob Newhart?