It stops the hurting

It's Hallowe'en next week, dear reader - as if you didn't already know, what with the amount of cobwebby tat in the shops, not to mention the so-called "spooky" food ranges. "Vampire Crumpets", anyone?

Of course, that also means that just about every radio show is playing some vaguely-horror-tinged music, which generally follows the lines of Saint-Saens' Danse Macabre, Dusty singing Spooky or the ubiquitous Bobby "Boris" Pickett and The Monster Mash...

Thank heavens for Dermot O'Leary's Alternative Sounds of the 90s show on Radio 2, as he gave a rare airing for this long-forgotten (by me, anyhow) gem:

Bjork and David Arnold - Play Dead [from The Young Americans, 1993]

Darling, stop confusing me
With your wishful thinking
Hopeful embraces
Don't you understand?

I have to go through this, I belong to here
Where no one cares and no one loves
No light, no air to live in
A place called Hate, The City of Fear

I play dead, it stops the hurting
I play dead and the hurt stops

Miserable, but I love it!