Old tubes.

Cathode ray tubes, first.

This is the sort of thing we always seem to have running on the Philco Predicta TV over the bar...

It just goes on and on like that between all of the great monster movies, Hallowe'en specials, and other spooky goodness that we seem to pick up on the TV in this ol' place.

A TV, a jukebox... and next week, come the birthday of the pubkeeper here, the S&P is getting a radio -- an old lowboy console radio -- whose original owner tells me still has the remains of old thriller and horror radio dramas collected on the grids and plates of the old tubes, just waiting to be heard again, waiting to haunt another dark room and bring some old thrills to some new ears.

Oh I can't wait. 

DDSP!