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Side B — Fexingo Horror
by Fexingo
In a dim listening room, the turntable hums. Luna sets the needle on a worn LP, its label inscribed with a single phrase: 'Side B.' These are the stories that never made it onto the commercial release — the outtakes, the B-sides, the recordings that were supposed to be erased. Each episode of Side B is a standalone tale from the margins: a forgotten demo tape that reveals a musician's hidden crime, a locked-groove loop that traps a listener in a single moment of terror, a dubplate pressed from a séance's audio. The register is intimate, hushed, as if Luna is sharing a rare find from her collection — a record that shouldn't exist, a story that shouldn't be told. Like a crackle before the music starts, these narratives pulse with the dread of what's left off the album. Each episode is a self-contained horror, united by the idea that the B-side always holds the darker cut. Tune in, and listen to the side they never wanted you to hear.#SideB #BsideHorror #VinylHorror #AudioHorror #RecordC
Episodes
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The Night the Record Carried a Voice in Jal
Luna finds a thrift-store record with no label in Jal, New Mexico, late November 1998. Side A is a forgotten country song. Side B... is a woman's voice, barely there, asking for help from a basement. Each time the needle falls, the plea changes. The groove never ends. A slow-burn encounter with a...
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The Night the Neon Stayed On at the Diner in Groom
A letter from the Texas Panhandle leads Luna to a Route 66 diner where the neon sign never flickers. Inside, a waitress who has been there for decades serves coffee that never cools, a clock that never ticks, and a mysterious patron who has been eating the same slice of pie since 1955. Luna tries...
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The Night the Crossing Bells Kept Ringing at the Tracks in Pyote
In the ghost town of Pyote, Texas, a long-haul trucker named Grace takes a wrong turn onto a forgotten county road just after midnight in August 2005. She finds herself stopped at a railroad crossing whose gates lower and bells ring without a train in sight. Each time she tries to leave, the…
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The Night the Record Kept Playing at the Thrift Store in Tucumcari
Luna picks up a mysterious unmarked record from a thrift store in Tucumcari, New Mexico. The record—labeled 'Side B' in handwriting—contains the faint sound of a woman singing a lullaby, with a distinct knocking in the background. When she plays it at home, the track repeats, but each time the...
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The Night the Drive-In Screen Never Went Dark Outside Ballinger
Luna recalls the summer of 2003 in Ballinger, Texas, when the old drive-in theater reopened for one final season. The owner, a man named Harlan, ran the projector alone under a sky full of static. People came from three counties, drawn by something in the air—a hum that wasn't from the speakers…
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The Night the Phone Rang at the Motel in Dalhart
A cold November night in 1997. I was working the front desk at a motel in Dalhart, Texas, a place where the only sound after midnight is the wind. The phone rang at 3:17 AM. A woman's voice, thin and distant, asking for a room she'd stayed in ten years ago. I told her we were full—we weren't—but...
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The Night the Dam Held Still on the Brazos Outside Seymour
August 1997. A hundred-year drought has cracked the Texas earth and drained the Brazos River to a muddy trickle. Near the town of Seymour, the old Wichita Falls Dam — decommissioned since the fifties — stands dry for the first time in living memory. A retired lineman named Hollis Purdy drives out...
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The Night the Billboard Stayed Lit on Highway 54
Somewhere between Liberal and Guymon, on a dead-straight stretch of Highway 54, there's a billboard that never goes dark. Not because the bulb is stuck. Not because the sign company forgot. Luna heard about it from a trucker named Del who drove that route every Friday at 3 a.m. for eleven years.…
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The Night the Station Wagon Ran on Empty Outside of Lamesa
It was the hottest summer on record in the high plains of West Texas, and Luna's car died on a farm-to-market road three miles south of Lamesa. She walked to the only light for miles: a clapboard church with a single blue bulb burning over the door. Inside, a woman named Esther sat alone in the...
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The Night the Wires Sang at the Transformer Station in Mobeetie
A lone lineman in the Texas Panhandle keeps hearing music in the power lines — faint melodies that shouldn't exist, played by something that knows his name. When he traces the sound to an abandoned transformer station, he finds a voice that has been waiting decades for someone to listen. Luna…
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The Night the Radiator Hummed at the Motel in Vega
In the winter of 2019, on a frozen stretch of I-40 in the Texas Panhandle, Luna checked into the Vega Motor Court, a relic from the 1950s with a flickering vacancy sign and a radiator that hummed an old hymn. The motel's owner, a woman named Delia, warned her not to turn the dial past three. But…
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The Night the Cassette Kept Recording at the Motel in Lordsburg
A cold February night in Lordsburg, New Mexico. Luna checks into the Desert Sage Motel — room 8, last one at the end. The radiator knocks. The clock radio flickers 3:14 AM. And the old cassette player on the nightstand... it's still running. The tape inside is labeled 'SIDE B' in the same...
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The Night the Tape Never Erased at the Church in Bogue
August 2023, Bogue, Kansas. Population 143. Luna drives through on a Thursday night and stops at the First Baptist Church, where a listening session for a local gospel choir's 1982 recording turns into something else. The tape was supposed to be blank. But what plays back is a woman's voice…
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The Night the Piano Played On at the Church in Cottonwood
Episode 71 of Side B. Luna returns to the story of a church in Cottonwood, Kansas, where a piano played itself long after the organist had died. This is not the same church as before—this one is smaller, older, built from limestone in 1887. The piano is an upright Steinway, shipped by train in...
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The Night the Jukebox Glowed at the Tavern in Winesburg
In the winter of 1997, Luna stopped at a roadside tavern in Winesburg, Ohio—a place called the Rusty Nail with a single jukebox that never took a quarter. The regulars said it played whatever it wanted, always the same song, always at the same time. She sat in a booth and watched the glass glow...
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The Night the Ice Came Through at the Motel in Gothenburg
Nebraska, November. A solo stay at a motel that looks like a snowglobe at midnight — white vinyl siding, a parking lot frosted over, and a girl with wet hair knocking at room 14. She says she's cold. She says she's lost. But her footprints don't match the weather. A story about the kind of cold...
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The Night the Mailbox Stayed Open on County Road 17
November 1997. Luna's cousin Jenny buys a farmhouse at the end of County Road 17, near a town that barely has a gas pump. The mailbox is rusted open, and every evening at dusk something puts a letter in it—no postmark, no return address, just words in a hand Jenny starts to recognize. At first…
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The Night the Piano Played On at the Church in Pawhuska
Luna recalls a winter evening in Pawhuska, Oklahoma, when she helped a friend clear out an abandoned church. In the basement, they found an old upright piano with a single yellowed key that played a faint B-flat whenever the wind blew. But as they worked, the piano began to play on its own—a…
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The Night the Antenna Went Dark on Route 54
Luna pulls a cracked 45 from a thrift store bin in Marfa, Texas. The label says 'Side B: The Warden's Waltz' but the grooves hold a sound no one pressed. She drives into the empty desert of Route 54 to find the source of that sound — a gas station that shouldn't exist, a radio tower that never...
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The Night the Organ Played Itself at the Church in Cottonwood
In the winter of 2019, I found myself in Cottonwood, Texas, a town so small it doesn't appear on most maps. I was there to catalog the contents of an abandoned Methodist church before it was demolished. The building had been locked up since 1973, sealed not by law but by something the locals...
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The Night the Jukebox Played Her Song at the Truck Stop in Needles
October 1997. Three in the morning at the Lone Star Truck Stop outside Needles, California. Luna was two weeks into a drive from Tucson to Portland when she pulled off the highway to sleep in the cab of her pickup. But the jukebox in the all-night diner kept playing the same song — a Patsy Cline...
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The Night the Antenna Went Silent on Route 54
June 1997. Luna is driving through the Oklahoma Panhandle when her car radio dies just outside a tiny town called Forgan. She pulls into a gas station that shouldn't exist—a single pump under a flickering orange light, a cashier who looks like he hasn't moved in forty years. He tells her about…
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The Night the Pump Never Stopped at the Gas Station in Cactus
A slow-burn encounter at a dying gas station in the Texas panhandle, where a night shift clerk discovers a customer who has been pumping gas for hours, his car long empty, the hose not even in the tank. The closer she watches, the more she realizes the pump is not measuring fuel but something…
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The Night the Fever Came to the Feed Store in Lusk
On a hot Friday night in August 1997, Luna's cousin Della called from the feed store in Lusk, Wyoming, saying something was wrong with the birds. The heat had driven them restless, but it was the quiet after sundown that worried her — a stillness on the gravel lot where nothing moved. Luna drove...
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The Night the Records Spoke at the Thrift Store in Marfa
Luna finds a crate of unlabeled reel-to-reel tapes at a thrift store in Marfa, Texas, on a hot July night in 2019. Each tape contains a single voice—different people, different eras—all saying the same thing: 'I'm still here.' She takes one home. It plays on a loop, even after she unplugs the...
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The Last Delivery at the All-Night Diner in Lordsburg
A burnt-out short-order cook at a truck stop in Lordsburg, New Mexico, takes the graveyard shift during a record-breaking heatwave. At 3 AM, a dust-caked man in a soiled wedding suit walks in and orders a single slice of apple pie—and a side of ice. The pie is untouched. The ice melts. The man…
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The Last Patron at the Library on Vine Street
Luna recalls a winter night in 1992 at the Carnegie Library in Elmdale, Kansas, where she worked the closing shift. A regular patron, Mrs. Helen Corrigan, stayed past midnight every Tuesday, always returning the same book — a 1909 field guide to the birds of the Great Plains — untouched. When…
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The Man Who Tuned Pianos at the First Baptist Church in Paradox
October 1997. A traveling piano tuner arrives in Paradox, New York, a town that doesn't appear on any map. He is hired to tune the old upright at the First Baptist Church, but the piano doesn't need tuning — it needs someone to listen. The man stays for three days, sleeping in the sanctuary, and...
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The Night the Light Stayed On at the Conoco in Tularosa
Luna recalls a night in September 1997 when she stopped for gas at a Conoco station on the edge of Tularosa, New Mexico. The attendant was a woman named Ellen who hadn't spoken in three years. Luna sat with her in the quiet booth as the neon hummed and the desert pressed in. Ellen pointed at a...
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The Night the Air Went Wrong at the Texaco in Culpepper
Summer of 1987. A solo gas station attendant on the night shift at the Texaco on County Road 9 outside Culpepper, Ohio. A woman pulls in at 2 a.m. in a dust-caked sedan. She doesn't need gas. She doesn't need directions. She needs the attendant to hear her out—about the thing she found in her...
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The Night the Fence Grew at the Cemetery in Parshall
Luna recalls a September night in 2017, driving through Parshall, North Dakota, when a detour led her past an old cemetery where a chain-link fence was slowly being consumed by wild rose vines. She stopped to photograph it and met an old man named Harlan who told her about the fence's history—and...
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The Night the Gas Station Lights Flickered at the Conoco in Tularosa
Luna recounts a night in November 1998 when she pulled into a Conoco station on the edge of Tularosa, New Mexico, just after midnight. The air smelled of creosote and burnt sugar. The attendant—a man named Clyde who wore a name tag upside down—filled her tank without speaking. Then he pointed...
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The Night the Light Stayed On at the Wayfarer Motel in Rosarita
On the last night of August, driving south through the California desert, I stopped at the Wayfarer Motel in Rosarita—a faded pink U-shaped building with a neon sign missing half its letters. The clerk, a woman named Miriam, handed me a key to Room 8 but warned me not to turn off the bathroom...
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The Night the Weeping Woman Came to the Hand-Wash Only Laundromat on Amity Street
It was the summer of '94 in a town called Mulvane, Kansas, and the only place open past midnight was the Hand-Wash Only Laundromat on Amity Street. I was there because my apartment's water had been shut off — again — and I needed to wash the sheets. That's where I met the weeping woman. She…
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The Night the Bell Rang at the One-Room School on Mink Creek Road
November 1987. A one-room schoolhouse on Mink Creek Road, outside a town called Prosper, Texas. Luna's great-aunt taught there in the 1940s—eight grades, one room, a cast-iron stove. The school closed in '51, but the bell still rings some nights. This is the story of how Luna went to find out…
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The Night the Record Kept Playing at the Blue Spur Lounge
It was late October, 1997, when Luna stopped for gas at a place called Blue Spur, Texas — a town so small it didn't even have a stoplight, just a bar called the Blue Spur Lounge and a motel that rented by the hour. She met a man named Everett who said he used to be a guitarist, before his hand…
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The Night Shift at the All-Night Pharmacy in Moline
December 1987. A 24-hour pharmacy on the edge of Moline, Illinois, where the fluorescent lights hum and the aisles stretch empty past midnight. Luna's cousin took the graveyard shift for extra money, and for three weeks she learned the rhythms of the place—the crackle of the police scanner, the...
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The Last Call at the Twenty-Four-Hour Laundromat in Dorsey
It’s late October on Farm Road 1870 in Dorsey, Illinois, and the only place still lit is the Spin Cycle laundromat. A woman named Elaine shows up every Thursday at 2 a.m. to wash her dead husband’s shirts. The attendant, a kid named Marcus, has started saving her a machine. But one night, the...
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The Last Check-In at the Starlite Trailer Court
In the summer of 1997, Luna spent a week at the Starlite Trailer Court outside of Nowhere, New Mexico, where the manager's son kept a collection of cassette tapes under his bed. Each tape held a different voice — but they all ended the same way. A story about the last sound you hear before the…
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The Last Transfer at the Motel on County Line Road
Luna remembers a night in late October of 1997, when she worked the front desk at a run-down motel on County Line Road, somewhere between nowhere and the state line. A man in a gray coat checked in around two in the morning, paid cash for room 14, and asked if there was a phone in the room. There...
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The Waitress at the All-Night Grill in Graze, Montana
Luna recalls a winter shift at a truck-stop grill on the Hi-Line of Montana, where a regular named Doyle came in every night at 2:47 AM and ordered the same thing: black coffee, slice of apple pie, no ice water. But one night, something changed. The pie was still warm. The coffee still black. But...
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The Last Room at the Sunburst Motor Court in Adrian
July 1987, just west of Adrian, Texas, on the old alignment of Route 66. The Sunburst Motor Court has been closed for eleven years, but Luna's uncle used to manage it, and when she was clearing out his storage unit she found a key ring with a single brass key tagged ROOM 9. She drove out there on…
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The Last Tape at the K-Bar Recording Studio in Lometa
On a humid August night in 1987, Luna drives through Lometa, Texas, and stops at a boarded-up recording studio called K-Bar. A sign in the window says 'Free Tapes — Take One.' Inside, she finds a single reel-to-reel tape labeled 'Side B' sitting on a dusty mixing board. She plays it. The…
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The Long Distance Call at the Payphone on 22
In the autumn of 1989, a stranded traveler on a lonely stretch of Vermont's Route 22 finds a payphone that still works—and a voice on the other end that knows his name, his route, and the exact mile marker where his engine died. The call keeps him on the line for hours, weaving a story that…
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The Keyhole at the Echo Motel in Dust Falls
Luna pulls a battered vinyl from the shelf — the B-side of a forgotten country gospel LP — and tells the story of the Echo Motel in Dust Falls, Nevada, where in October 1987 a night clerk named Vern kept a logbook of the strange requests guests made through the keyhole of Room 9. Luna found the...
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The Last Hollow at the Apple Orchard on Canaan Road
August 1997, just outside the town of Canaan, Vermont. Luna tells the story of a man named Eli Sutter who spent sixty autumns running a cider press on his family's orchard — and the hollow he carved between two gnarled trees where he went to sit alone every evening after the work was done. When a...
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The Night the Jukebox Played at the Elms Motor Lodge
June 1987, just outside of Hargrove, Tennessee. A highway motel with a flickering vacancy sign and a jukebox that played songs no one had ever heard. I was passing through that night, around two in the morning, when I stopped at the Elms Motor Lodge because the rain was coming down hard and I...
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The Wait at the Greyhound Station in Winesburg
It's August 1998, past midnight at the Greyhound station in Winesburg, Ohio. Luna's bus is delayed four hours. She shares the empty waiting room with an old man who tells her about a woman who's been waiting for a bus every night for forty years. She never buys a ticket. She never boards. She…
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The Swing at the End of Hargrove Lane
In the summer of 1997, on a dead-end road outside a town called Meridian, a girl named Ella discovered a swing that didn't creak. It hung from a black walnut tree at the far edge of a field, and every evening she sat there until her mother called her in. But the swing didn't just sit still—it…
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The Last Bed at the El Rancho Motor Lodge
In the summer of 1987, a traveling salesman checked into Room 14 at the El Rancho Motor Lodge outside Bernalillo, New Mexico. The room was ice-cold. The sheets were changed every day. But no one had slept in that bed since 1962. A story about a motel that never stopped honoring a reservation, the...
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ABOUT THIS SHOW
In a dim listening room, the turntable hums. Luna sets the needle on a worn LP, its label inscribed with a single phrase: 'Side B.' These are the stories that never made it onto the commercial release — the outtakes, the B-sides, the recordings that were supposed to be erased. Each episode of Side B is a standalone tale from the margins: a forgotten demo tape that reveals a musician's hidden crime, a locked-groove loop that traps a listener in a single moment of terror, a dubplate pressed from a séance's audio. The register is intimate, hushed, as if Luna is sharing a rare find from her collection — a record that shouldn't exist, a story that shouldn't be told. Like a crackle before the music starts, these narratives pulse with the dread of what's left off the album. Each episode is a self-contained horror, united by the idea that the B-side always holds the darker cut. Tune in, and listen to the side they never wanted you to hear.#SideB #BsideHorror #VinylHorror #AudioHorror #RecordC
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In a dim listening room, the turntable hums. Luna sets the needle on a worn LP, its label inscribed with a single phrase: 'Side B.' These are the stories that never made it onto the commercial release — the outtakes, the B-sides, the recordings that were supposed to be erased. Each episode of Side...
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