Crescendo of Darkness

Music has the power to soothe the soul, drive people to obsession, and soundtrack evil plots. Is music the instigator of madness, or the key that unhinges the psychosis within? From guitar lessons in a graveyard and a baby allergic to music, to an infectious homicidal demo and melancholy tunes in a haunted lighthouse, Crescendo of Darkness will quench your thirst for horrifying audio fiction.

From Sarah Gribble's "The Legend of Crimson Ivory":

If creativity had a smell it would be that of a used record store. Opening the door to a record shop and smelling the presence of the creative soul was Cash’s favorite part of his Saturday morning ritual. Sure there was the tangy body odor and sweet pot smoke of the present. But under that was the past: the smell of writing lyrics locked up alone, the dust and sweat, the hopes and dreams, all wrapped up in plastic-lined discs. That smell was his heaven.

That particular Saturday was the same as any other. He performed his preliminary walkthrough of the place, a quick visual inspection to see if his eyes caught on anything. His fingers trailed over the thin, cracked spines as he walked.