Uncle Creepy was born the son of a circus magician and lived a life of hardship amongst the carny freaks. After a brief stint as a knife thrower, he was forced to run away from the circus due to frequent violent confrontations with the Lobster Boy.
Once on the road at the age of 6, he was taken in by a clan of Aboriginal tribesmen and forced to run with a pack of wolves in order to hone his killer instincts. At the age of 7 Creepy decided to leave his pack and head to LA to find his fortune. Once there he landed a gig as an actor and was a frequent extra on Starsky & Hutch, playing the role of Huggie Bear's adopted son, Lil' White Foo'. After the show was cancelled, Creepy moved to New York City, where he got his first real break into the American workforce as a gravedigger. Not having enough cash to afford a car just yet, he had to resort to getting around on his Schwinn unicycle. One day after getting pulled over for speeding and resisting arrest, NY's finest beat Creepy down ala Rodney King and locked him up for 2 years. While in jail Creepy became a tattoo artist and master whittler. To this day, a collection of tiny wooden ducks and a bust of Little Richard stand on display in the recreation area at Riker's Island, a reminder of his amazing craftsmanship.
Upon being paroled, he went back to his roots as a carny and landed a job at the Big Apple Circus as a fire eater. Being the humanitarian that he is, Creepy thought it was quite cruel to leave the lions caged up like that, so he freed them in the name of Mandela. This resulted in the deaths of 6 clowns, the ringmaster, and Jed, the ferris wheel operator. As you can imagine, this did not go over too well with the higher-ups, and he was soon out on his ass. With plenty of free time on his hands, he took up yodeling and the polka. An avid polka dancer, Creepy quickly rose to stardom as "The Polka King," a name given to him by his many fans.
Uncle Creepy appeared numerous times on Arsenio in his trademark fez and kilt. While on the show for the umpteenth time, he met Minnie Pearl, who was there to promote her new cookbook Cajun Cookin' with Minnie, and old UC fell in love for the first time in his life. He and Minnie began a 4-year relationship, in which he taught her the nuances of polka and she enlightened him to the joys of hillbilly humor. Even though life was swell, eventually Minnie's Cajun cooking triggered a severe gastrointestinal disorder in his bowels, and now it's rumored that he lives on a strict diet of woodshavings, carrot juice, anchovies, and sangria.
The discomfort of his disease had conjured up haunting memories of his hellish tour of duty in 'Nam. He tried to put the painful memories of 'Nam behind, but their icy cold grip kept pulling the poor soul back in! Within a few months of his illness, Creepy was chugging sangria like a fish and was too depressed to polka. And the worst part was that his dear Minnie (oh, how he loved her so) finally saw him for the regretful drunkard that he had become. Fed up with his physical abuse toward her and unreasonable insistence about being referred to as "Big Poppa", Minnie dropped him like a hot potato and ran into the waiting arms of Ernest Borgnine.
At this point a burning hatred for humanity had enveloped Creepy's heart and soul. He tried to reconcile his being by joining the church of Satan. Unfortunately, those black-hooded poseurs weren't cutting it in the hatred department. After realizing that nothing could ever quell his fury toward the human race, Creepy grew his hair and beard long and took to the streets as a naysayer/prophet of doom. For years he could be found strolling through the streets of lower Manhattan while wearing his trusty sandwich board with the words "The end is near" scrawled upon the front in his own blood.
Years later Uncle Creepy found his true calling -- becoming a pop culture icon. He can now be found writing for the world's most hardcore horror website DreadCentral.com. There's is no word on when or if he will ever polka again.
Jon "value" Condit
I'll write a bio when I'm done ruining people with a kickass site.
Debi Moore is a Tennessee native who developed a love for horror at an early age. During her formative years she and her mother spent nearly every Saturday night watching their local "Shock Theatre" on TV. Movies like Frankenstein, The Mummy, and especially Dracula were significant influences. Alfred Hitchcock provided her with the biggest scare of her life via The Birds. It wasn't until she was in her 30's that she was able to even attempt watching it again!
Throughout high school writing was a major passion of hers -- both short stories and poems. After graduating, Debi moved to Boston for a few years, but following the Blizzard of '78, she relocated to the warmer climes of Southern California. Somehow her fondness for horror and her writing activities got pushed aside, but after meeting up with like-minded individuals on the Internet and subsequently moving to Southwest Florida in 2001, she found her enthusiasm for both rekindled. Realizing Florida was the place people go to die, she returned to SoCal in 2007.
With the caring and fervent support of her newfound friends, who are now like members of her family, Debi took the plunge and began writing again, only this time for public consumption. Out of this endeavor was born The Woman In Black, an everywoman of sorts who resides in the shadows and is drawn to the darker realms of the genre.
As a tribute to the one and only Uwe Boll, Debi will forever be known in our forums as the Dread Central Thrall.
Born Paul Louis Nicholasi in Brooklyn, NY, in 1973, Paul was a child right when the world transitioned from the creepiness of the 70's into the terror known as...the Disco era. This could be pointed to as the reason Paul's mind is so warped today. Paul attended John Dewey High School looking much like an extra from The Lost Boys, where he developed an interest in music, art, and all things horror. Every weekend he would walk the 30 or so blocks up to his favorite video store, rent two horrible horror movies, and take them home with the hope that there would be at least one scene with nudity.
When not sitting on his ass waiting for a nipple shot, Paul spent a lot of time at Lamour, a rock club in Brooklyn where he got drunk with the likes of Sabastian Bach, Nuno Bettencourt, and Type O Negative and taught his friends how to differentiate the women in lycra pants from the men in lycra pants.
At the age of 18 Paul moved with his family to Randolph, NJ, a quiet lake community where his mother hoped he could keep out of trouble. With his long hair, ripped jeans, and Die Yuppy Scum t-shirt, this was sure to not be the best place to start a new life. Salvation was found, to an extent, at County College of Morris, where he started participating in student activity planning. Further salvation was found within a group of punks, skins, and hardcore kids who all had no place in particular to be most of the time. Transferring to Montclair State University, Paul quickly found that the teachers cared more about getting a paycheck then actually teaching something that could transfer into a paycheck, so he volunteered with Class 1 Concerts, where he learned about booking, promotion, and the ins and outs of the music business. This lead to an eight-year career in the music business working with bands like The Mighty Mighty Bosstones, Violent Femmes, Live, The Jesus and Mary Chain, and more...which ultimately taught him that people in the music business suck. Spiraling down from national concerts to the local punk scene, Paul exited the music business a little jaded but with knowledge of how to get a pop radio station like Z100 to announce a Broken Heroes or Blanks 77 show.
It was at this time that an interest in action figures was re-sparked. Forging credentials, Paul attended the 2001 International Toyfair in New York City. When he found out his favorite toy news site was not attending the show, he decided to take camera in hand and cover some of the companies on their behalf. With a slow, ancient digital camera and not much know-how, Paul managed to scoop Toyfare magazine. The next year Paul returned to the show as part of the website Ring of Collectors, bringing fans all the angles and close-ups he'd always hoped to see before. As things soured with ROC, Paul accepted an invitation from British toy enthusiast Adrian Faulkner to join his site, Action-Figure.com, and take it global. The pairing was a fantastic move, and the site's traffic began to double every six months.
Paul then met Steve "Uncle Creepy" Barton and asked if he would like someone covering horror toys. The answer was a resounding "hell, yes!" and the rest is history. Expanding his focus into promotions, networking, field ops, interviews, and movie reviews, Paul now enjoys an exciting life within DreadCentral.com and his own Idle Hands blog simultaneously. While the pace is blistering and the work load enough for five people, life is seldom boring.
Paul says, "While friends of mine watched The A-Team and dreamed of being Mr.T or crazy-ass Murdock, I always wanted to be Face Man. To hook things up and be able to make just about anything happen. I love the challenge. Of course, it doesn't hurt that you meet women at the same time." Today Paul resides in central New Jersey, where he hopes to raise his nephew to appreciate everything weird in the world and break his streak of dating completely insane women. The safe money says to bet against him on that one.
B-Movie Specialist/Contributing Writer
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Videographer/Film Editor/Field Correspondent
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Andrew Kasch is an editor and independent filmmaker, having co-directed the television series Horror’s Hallowed Grounds as well as the acclaimed festival short, The Fall.
Spending the first part of his life in a Florida religious commune, Andrew was attracted to horror at a young age and now works in the industry as a journalist and director.
He is known for his expertise on Asian cult cinema and currently resides in Hollywood, CA.
Andrew is also said to have a thing for the spectres of Asian women who dress in white and have really long black hair.
He's actively been seeking help for this obsession, but has said that their bent-up, bone-cracking gyrations are just too much for him to resist.
Videographer/Film Editor/Field Correspondent
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After converting a small town to Buddhism on my way through Utah, and battling a fierce swarm of raptors in New Mexico, I finally made it to sunny Southern California. I now reside there, retired from my days as a traveling minstrel, just watching movies, kicking back, and enjoying things as they are.
For a while I attended San Diego State University, where I was involved in multiple Kick Boxing courses, a few film classes, and a marine biology class in the hopes that one day I'll run into that one eyed Great White, just so that I can stare him down and let him know that all is forgiven.
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Heather Wixson, also known around these parts as “The Horror Chick,” can pinpoint where her love of the horror genre started exactly. At age three, Heather’s mom used her amazing parental judgment and took her to see AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF IN LONDON.
(For the record, Heather learned some 25 years later that even John Landis thought this was a bad idea when she told him about it.)
Around age five, she discovered SALEM’S LOT and which both terrified her but piqued her interest in “strange and dark things.” She spent the next few years of her childhood watching as many horror films as she could get away with (usually peeking from behind a blanket) and after a while, her mom knew it was a losing battle trying to get to stop watching them an and it was all downhill from there.
Heather proudly celebrated her childhood heroes Freddy Krueger and Hulk Hogan and while most of her friends were busy hanging up their New Kids on the Block posters or attending Girl Scouts meetings, she was busy starting her Vampire Hunting Club and deciding which Fangoria pictures she wanted to put on her wall every month.
While growing up, Heather always had a love for writing and as she got older, journalism really spoke to her. But the idea of stability prevailed and she gave up her dream of writing for the “joe job.” However, Heather soon realized that sometimes stability is overrated and found her calling when she joined TerrorTube in 2007 as a movie reviewer.
Heather was not simply happy just giving her opinion (although she still offers them up regularly) so she boldly decided to start reaching out to the horror industry and began lining up interviews any way she could. In late 2008, she was appointed Content Editor.
Joining Dread Central is a long-time dream of Heather’s, as she is generally known for saying “the more freaks, the merrier.” Her life’s ambition is to continue to prove all the idiots wrong who always said to her growing up- “Oh, horror movies? That stuff is just crap.”
The best way to get on Heather’s good side? Make a FRIGHT NIGHT reference. The quickest way to get on Heather’s bad side? Try and tell her that SHAUN OF THE DEAD is overrated. You don’t want to meet the last guy who said that to her. No, you really don’t- he’s a total douche bag. Obviously.
Heather previously resided in the Chicago suburbs but decided that both winter and baseball in the Windy City can be overrated so she recently made the West Coast her home.
Sean Decker is a Los Angeles screenwriter and producer, having sold his co-authored script Alluvial to Fire Sign Films in 2009, as well as having produced the feature L.A. Slasher, among others. Attracted to horror at a young age, he cut his teeth as a horror journalist and news editor at Universal Studios HorrorOnline (1997-2003) and then honed his craft at Fangoria (2004-2009) before matriculating to the Dread Central masthead in the fall 2009.
Scott "Doctor Gash" Hallam
In early 2011, Scott Hallam decided that it was time to share his love of horror with the world. He had read one too many lame "Top 10 Horror Movies of All Time" lists on the Internet and figured the only way the correct Top 10 Horror Films list was ever going to make it online was if he created it himself. Scott settled on "Doctor Gash" for a horror pseudonym and created DoctorGash.com (certainly much to the chagrin of Ohio chiropractor Dr. Aaron Gash) and posted his Top 10.
It wasn't long before Uncle Creepy got wind of this rogue writer and came calling. He tracked down Gash, recruited him and offered him a spot on the Dread Central roster, which the Doctor was more than happy to accept. Creepy noticed a glimmer of talent in the upstart writer and began to mold him in his own self-image. However, along the way something went horribly, horribly wrong. Instead of creating another laid back, take-life-as-it-comes guy like himself, Creepy somehow ended up with a very different entity. This new creation, the newly reborn Doctor Gash, was a crazy combination of horror rock star and diva, a volatile mixture. This became an absolute nightmare for Uncle Creepy. Gash's writing was wonderful, but at least twice a week Creepy had to step in when Gash would accost a Starbucks employee for making his latte incorrectly.
Time passed, and with much effort Creepy managed to rein in his attention-craving liege. However, Gash does from time to time still exhibit diva-like behavior, needing to be told how pretty he is..
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Scott A. Johnson is a paranormal investigator and the author of novels such as An American Haunting, Deadlands, and Cane River: A Ghost Story.
He also writes the Mayor's Guide series of books, about haunted places in cities such as Augusta, GA, and Austin, TX.
Having grown up in a town overflowing with ghost stories, it's little wonder that horror is his chosen genre.
Thanks to this crazy thing known as The Web, Scott found a website filled with the types of lunatics he feels comfortable with. No easy task mind you. Truth be told, until now no one else other than his wife and kids were able to put up with not only his his other worldly interests, but his penchant for running about with a white sheet over his head and screaming BOO.
Elaine Lamkin, aka The Belle from Hell or The Dark Queen (the “DQ”), resides in the Deep, Dark, Gothic South, which DOES make it difficult for her to participate with her fellow Dread Centralians at LA or NYC horror events, but she’s usually too busy reviewing books or interviewing authors/actors/directors/etc. to feel TOO left out.
A horror fan from birth (almost literally), Elaine was hooked on the genre as a youngster – reading Dracula when she was 8 and being freaked out by movies shown on a local TV station after school. Movies like Let’s Scare Jessica to Death, The Birds, The House That Wouldn’t Die and The Other. She also was a fan of Dark Shadows, and Halloween was THE day to look forward to every year. And once it was over, Elaine would cry for a day or so before being reminded that Christmas was coming (a weak substitute).
She discovered Stephen King, Robert McCammon, Dan Simmons and the late Michael McDowell while still pretty young and was hooked. She also read everything she could by Edgar Allan Poe and H.P. Lovecraft and actually gave a school report on Erszébet Báthory (to her teacher's and classmates’ horror).
Being adopted, there were times when her parents wondered what they had on their hands as none of their biological children had the least interest in scary movies, horror novels or even Halloween (to the extent Elaine did).
Graduating from college with a BA in English Literature and a double minor in Romance Languages and Theater, Elaine then began working at a local independent bookstore, becoming the “go-to” girl for all things scary. After enough years at the bookstore, Elaine thought she would enjoy working as a paralegal only to discover that most law firms were horror stories all on their own. Not always playing well with others, Elaine retired from the everyday grind, and in March of 2005 she discovered a little movie called Dead Birds and for reasons she cannot remember contacted first-time director Alex Turner and asked if he and writer Simon Barrett would be amenable to doing an interview. They were, and then Elaine had to scramble to find a site to post the interview. She settled on the Canadian site Movies.ca and Bloody-Disgusting.com (she loved the name), split the interview into two parts and the rest is history.
Besides Movies.ca and Bloody-Disgusting, Elaine has contributed to Really Scary, Icons of Fright, Severed Cinema, About.Horror.com, HorrorMovies.ca, Shroud and Rue Morgue magazines and currently contributes to Dread Central, Fatally-Yours and HorrorReanimated. She is also at work on building a small boutique publicity business as well as writing horror short stories and continuing her life-long research into Erszébet Báthory, Bonnie Parker and Delphine LaLaurie.
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KW is our behind-the-scenes Jedi who takes care of business.