Featured image is from Nat Geo: Why Do We Celebrate Halloween?

There’s a Halloween themed nudie show at the Two Roads Theater coming up on November 8th. Alan has always allowed the audience to come up and perform little skits. So if he does this time, in addition to reading some 100 Word Horror Stories, I’ll put on my ten-gallon hat and maybe a neckerchief and sing a little song.

I’m not Johnny Cash. And I’ll be doing it a cappella. But I think I can do it justice, especially after a couple of glasses of honey and lemon juice. Some wine too.

Everyone has heard the Johnny Cash version. The original was written in 1948 and became an instant national hit with many covers. This is a sightly different version by Vaughn Monroe from 1949.

An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry

Yippie yi yo
Yippie yi yay
Ghost riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
They’re riding hard to catch that herd, but they ain’t caught ’em yet
‘Cause they’ve got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire. As they ride on hear their cry…

As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the Devil’s herd, across these endless skies

Yippie yi yo
Yippie yi yay
Ghost riders in the sky

It’s not the only stuff coming up. On the 2nd of November there is Disrobed, The Movie. Based on a stage play from the 1970s, it probes body image and acceptance and offers a clothing-optional experience to the audience.

The 70s were a good time for nudies. The baby boomers were still pushing peace, love, and understanding and were very accepting of the nudie lifestyle. Other nude friendly stage plays of the time were Oh! Calcutta! and Hair.

I was a minor cast member in Hair in MV5BNDc3NzM5MzI0MF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTgwMTQ3NjIwODE@._V1_college drama. I wonder if a small Midwestern university would have the chutzpah to put on “Hair” today?

On November 7th I’m going to a showing of the movie, Act Supernaturally. It is a sequel to an earlier movie, Act Naturally, about a pair of step-sisters who inherit a nudist resort when their father dies. It is pretty cool to see people I’ve taken nude acting lessons within a movie that is partially set in locations I’ve visited. They thought they might need me for an extra but it didn’t happen. This is a showing for nudies only.

I wish there were a clothing-optional showing. Nudies need to mingle more with textiles in safe settings where we can both learn to coexist. I understand the desire to be with one’s own people and the need for security and privacy in a world that could ruin you. Unlike sexual orientation and gender identity, there is zero legal protection in California from being harassed, discriminated against or fired just because of a clothing-optional lifestyle. I know for a fact there are people who would do that and there are others who would socially isolate you. I spent my early life deep in the closet on that.

OTOH, if we don’t mingle, we’ll never integrate. We will always be outsiders. The turtle must stick its head and feet out of the shell if it is to progress. My blog is just one of the ways I stick my neck out.