Description
Mystic Vault presents NECROPOLIS: A Troma Film Soundtrack Compilation, and this is not a playlist somebody assembled off DVD rips.
Every second of audio on this record was compiled from Troma Entertainment’s own audio tape reels. That is the entire reason this release exists and the reason it sounds the way it does. These are grindhouse and regional horror scores that in most cases have never had any legitimate release at all, rescued from the master source and pressed to wax for the first time.
Pressing Details
- 180 gram heavyweight vinyl
- Green and orange transparent splatter color pressing
- Deluxe gatefold jacket
- All audio compiled from original Troma Entertainment tape reels
- Mystic Vault, LLC / Troma Entertainment, Inc.
The splatter pressing is a genuinely gorgeous object. Toxic green bleeding through translucent orange, which is about as on brand for Tromaville as a record can get.
Films Included
- Girl School Screamers (1985), music by John Hodian, directed by John P. Finnegan
- Nightmare Weekend (1986), music by Martin Kershaw, directed by Henri Sala
- Pigs (1973), music by Charles Bernstein, directed by Marc Lawrence
- Nightbeast (1982), music by J.J. Abrams and Robert J. Walsh, directed by Don Dohler
- Graduation Day (1981), music by Arthur Kempel, directed by Herb Freed, with additional songs by Felony, Lance OWG, Gabriel Rohels and David Cole
- Beware: Children At Play (1989), music by Herschel Dwellingham, directed by Mik Cribben
- Blood Hook (1986), music by Thomas A. Naunas, directed by Jim Mallon
- Mother’s Day (1980), music by Phil Gallo and Clem Vicari Jr., directed by Charles Kaufman
Who This Is For
Troma devotees, Lloyd Kaufman loyalists, regional horror and drive-in obsessives, 80s slasher completists, synth and library music diggers, splatter vinyl collectors, and the J.J. Abrams trivia crowd who have wanted a legitimate copy of the Nightbeast score for years and never had one.
This is also one of the most listenable horror comps out there. Cheap synths, library funk, cheesy saxophone, genuinely creepy cues, and the occasional 80s rock song that has no business being as catchy as it is. It plays like a tour of an entire lost corner of American independent film.
Almost 40 years of reel independence, finally on the turntable.
Dug up, dusted off, and shipped from the Keystone Crypt.
This product is in New condition.