Breakfast-Farts vol. 4

when i listen to soft AM Radio hits from the 70s (Juice Newton's "Angel of the Morning", Carpenters "Superstar", whoever sang "All By Myself"), for some reason I have trailers for gory slasher films that don't exist running in my head. something about the self-absorbed serenity and cynically-aware-of-its-lushness production just makes me picture an ax splitting the top of someone's skull or screaming women tied to beds, rope-burns and cigarette blisters all over their person.