In the conclusion of the original Frankenstein novel, the monster winds up on the North Pole and wanders off into the icebergs. A weather catastrophe in Greensboro precipitated the recording of my sixth Horror volume and when the sun finally came out and broke up that horrific ice storm’s deadlock, I began recording the sound of all the ice falling from the sky, continuing my work on the prepared lap steel as well as other prepared guitars and also making sure members of the Evil Club behave themselves.