THE BLACK ALBUM: A Hollywood Horror Story

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“Five members who could not be tamed, sold their souls for fortune and fame, formed their spell circle in Satan’s name, in the pit of Hell they burn by flame.”


The story about the making of a movie about an urban legend, that is in turn becoming an urban legend.

A film believed to be cursed.

The scariest movie you’ll never see.

This is the dark adventure of guerrilla filmmaker J.D. Loveless and his starlet Charlotte Rae, two people plagued by disturbing occurrences while making a micro-budget horror movie in the Arrowhead mountains based on the local urban legend of Mathaluh, a small town seventies rock band believed to have released a bootleg record laced with backwards Satanic lyrics. It was rumored that the bandmates had sacrificed a young runaway girl to cement their pact with the Devil, all so they could achieve fortune and fame. But before that could happen, all the band members died in a mysterious blaze. Instead of fame, they got infamy. Legend has it, if you found a copy of this lost record and played it backwards, you would resurrect the damned soul of Jeremy Jared, lead singer of Mathaluh, whose voice they say resonates throughout the bowels of the burning kingdom itself. Jeremy Jared, the front man eternal. The demon Jeremy. An entity glimpsed only in shadows, mirrors, fog, or nightmares. But once you resurrect him, there’s Hell to pay.

Join this midnight ride, a ride that includes:

A film crew determined to make a monster movie at any cost, who just didn’t know what they were getting into.

“Strawberry Lodge,” the terrifyingly scary mansion used as the main location for the movie.

Death threats and bizarre happenstances.

Feral teenagers immersed in Satanic cults who use the backwoods for their sex and rock fueled Black Masses.

Discover the truth behind the making of a movie that nobody wants to see released, including the controversial underground filmmaker himself.

Was it all in their heads? Were Satanic forces truly at work? You decide.

With foreword and prologue by occult and conspiracy rock shock reporter Beauregard Freidkin, a journalist self-described as equal parts Fox Mulder and Hunter S. Thompson. Written by former investigative journalist and screenwriter Carlton Kenneth Holder, author and creator of the upcoming Cold War science fiction book series “Spook: Confessions of a Psychic Spy.”

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