The Devil's Soundwaves

Hey, all you cool cats and grinning freaks…

We've got all the hottest writing from Matthew Bartlett to terrorize those tympanic membranes and burn off those leering retinas. "Creeping Waves" delivers high-velocity, mind-melting horror right into your pickled brain. There's enough terror here to fill your nightmare bucket and flood the whole basement, too. So grab your favorite grubs and make some room in those graves, you’re listening to WXXT.

If you're a first time listener, don't sweat it. For the unsavvy, the unhip and the uninitiated, here’s a little background noise on our deviant savant, Matthew Bartlett.

Bartlett broke big on the horror scene a decade ago with a little book of terrors called "Gateways to Abominations." This collection of gruesome vignettes took the horror community by storm. We were shocked to learn that the quiet town of Leeds, Massachusetts, was the birthplace for the bizarre, the occult and the murderously insane. Bartlett imagined a nightmare underworld to Leeds, the "Real Leeds," where evil leeches out of the very soil, like worms turning up after heavy rain. We were treated to strange stories of pale men in trench coats. Disappearances and sudden, violent murders. Demonic goat creatures. Bizarre old ladies and government men. And maggots—oh yes, maggots everywhere.

Barlett writing flows like a fever dream. The vignettes are fast and cruel and written with a penchant for the absurd, for the grotesque. But the sinewy glue that holds this whole cadaverous contraption together is the radio station broadcasting these horrors to the wider world. Bartlett couches his tales as radio stories from the devil's soundwaves. We’re all night-riders tuning into WXXT, traveling to a part of Leeds that never existed and shouldn’t exist. 

Once you’ve tapped into those hidden airwaves, there’s no going back. It’s the jingle that you can’t unhear. The Devil’s got your number, and he’s the six caller waiting for his pound of flesh.

Don’t be scared, friends—just kick back and enjoy the ride.

You're listening to WXXT, the sour venom in your milk, the hungry worm in your brain.