Remember when you went to that haunted house with your parents and at first you hung on so tightly to your mother’s hand that her fingertips turned white? Your fear was a cocoon to keep you safe. After a few loud screams and twisty turns through dark corridors, your silky cocoon was covered by cobwebs. It became a spooky coffin that incubated you into a pale monster child. Soon your mother’s grip loosened out of fear, and you were left howling at the moon as your brethren of the night creep-walked in a graveyard dance macabre. You transformed into a creature of pure doom and only the moon knew the secrets of your sinister shade. It was a song serenading you in echos to seal your transformation. The howls of the haunted house band DVA Damas kept the rhythm to see you through to the dark side. Revisit the buzz of this ghastly cabaret with a listen now. Your mind will recoil into a state of sinister rejuvenation and your dark pulse will deepen. Mommy will surely never hold your hand again.