Goblin and The Massacre

I received notice on my basefook page from Lady Morlock with just a single word: "DUDE."

And this image:

Yes, our friends at Terror in the Aisles (no longer at the late lamented Portage Theater, note), have somehow managed to align the stars and shift the tectonic plates so that the Massacre, the 24 hour horror movie marathon to end all marathons, ends just in time for you to have a nap and a blood transfusion and see the first ever North American tour of the prog rock legends that scored Suspiria and Profondo Rosso.

 Aly Amidei, can I get a "Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Amen"? Oh my effing goodness.