Creep Street Podcast

Picking up where we left of, the Hosts follow the Impaler's final, bloody march through history. From his desperate return to power and mysterious death to the disappearance of his earthly remains, we uncover a legacy steeped in cruelty, political treachery, and a healthy dose of medieval madness. But the grave was only the beginning. Centuries later, an epidemic of vampire hysteria would sweep ac...

Before Dracula became the creature of the night, he was a man. In Part One of Vlad the Impaler, Creep Street travels into the blood-soaked borderlands of 15th-century Europe, where young Vlad Dracula is forged by captivity, murdered family, stolen thrones, and a world where mercy could get you killed. What emerges is one of history’s most feared rulers: a prince with an iron sense of justice, an a...

The forecast has gone to hell, Creep Street! From a fiery cloud over Cornwall to a pink mist said to strip flesh from bone in the Florida woods, we're exploring strange accounts of weather that seems to have a mind of its own. A science teacher encounters a cloud with a mouth, a hiker watches the fog swallow a deer, and a pilot claims he flew through a hole in time and space! Strange tales of Moth...

In Part Two of our series on the Theatre Ryal, we descend deeper into Drury Lane’s supernatural history to investigate the mysterious Man in Grey, a nameless specter whose appearance is considered an omen of good fortune. But the deeper we dig, the stranger his story becomes: human bones hidden in the walls, a ghost in the wrong century’s clothes, phantom hands backstage, and the impossible echo o...

For more than 350 years, the Theatre Royal at London's Drury Lane has burned, risen from the ashes, and filled its stage with some of the greatest performers England ever produced. But when the curtain falls, some of them may have chosen to stay behind. In Part One, we descend into the strange and tragic history of Drury Lane, where an argument over a wig ends in murder, a legendary clown is haunt...

Beneath the frozen forests of Michigan’s Keweenaw Peninsula lies a labyrinth of abandoned mines, forgotten graves, and more than a century of restless and bloody history. From the tragic Christmas Eve disaster at Calumet’s Italian Hall to phantom miners glimpsed undergroundm, and long dead workers wandering through spectral fog, Copper Country has no shortage of ghosts. When the spoils were had, t...

On April 15, 1988, seventeen-year-old Randy Wayne Leach borrowed his mother’s Dodge 600 and drove into the Kansas night. Neither Randy nor the car was ever seen again. What followed was a decades-long descent into the strange era of the American Satanic Panic, mysterious fires, sealed records, suspicious witnesses, dead investigators, and rumors of something wicked hiding beyond the cornfields. Bu...

Tonight, we're traveling to Scotland's smoke-filled industrial heart, Glasgow, to investigate two of its strangest legends. First, we'll hear of hundreds of children who armed themselves with stakes, clubs, and courage to hunt a seven-foot vampire said to have iron teeth. Then we'll step into the shadow of another enigma... a pale, grinning figure who stalked the streets of Crosshill before vanish...

Deep in the industrial heart of Birmingham, England, stands Aston Hall, a towering, red-brick monument to cruel ambition, ancient wealth, and concentrated malice. Built in the 17th century by Sir Thomas Holte, a fiercely loyal Royalist with a temper like a shotgun, this grand estate was designed to scream power to those who beheld it. Holte survived the devastating cannon fire of the English Civil...

In the shadow of World War I, a horrifying epidemic of murder took root in the quiet, isolated farming village of Nagyrév, Hungary. Driven by the desire to escape abusive arranged marriages, and oppressive household dynamics, a secret society of local women turned to a mysterious midwife named Susanna Fazekas. Armed with an "untraceable" lethal solution boiled down from everyday flypaper, what beg...

The late 19th century was saturated with spiritualism. Every city block in Europe had some charlatan in velvet curtains running fake séances for grieving widows. But amid the sea of carnival frauds, a terrifying enigma named Hassan Khan materialized out of nowhere. He didn't need darkened rooms, gaudy theatrics, or cheap parlor tricks. He operated in broad daylight, under the cold gaze of wealthy...

There is a distinct kind of terror that only manifests when you find yourself trapped at midnight on a rural highway. We are talking about cornfields. Those endless green labyrinths specifically engineered to induce a state of primal panic in the human nervous system. In this episode, we push past the rustling stalks into a crack in reality. We track the bone-white, skeletal toddlers sprinting acr...

The phone rings in the dead of night, the line crackling with a strange, rhythmic static. A young man vomits a fluid that shouldn't exist, while anonymous voices whisper of salt and milk in the background. This week, we step into the twilight zone of Project Mannequin and the phantom armies of the Secret Space Program. We aren’t just talking about hidden bases or rogue generals; we are tracking th...

Adrift she came, ghost-grey and hollow, stalks the MV Joyita. A vessel once proud and purposeful was now a silent coffin of salt and death. Her decks were deserted, her radios mute, her cargo forgotten,  only the South Pacific kept her company as the living fled or vanished into mystery. In this episode, we walk the creaking planks of a ship returned without its souls, chasing rumors of mutiny, st...

It's an exciting day at 101.9 FM Moonset Public Radio! On top of the the weekly four-hour block of camber music, the station has been completely overrun by armed assailants. Hosts Elliott and Barnaby fight for survival while never missing an intro. Forget commercial breaks. Its time to break bones. #creepstreetpodcast #satire #sketchcomedy #horrorcomedy #publicradio

It’s been a weird week for Chris, a young man who simply wanted to know if his new marriage was on solid ground. In “The Horror,” Chris finds himself in the dim, velvet-draped parlor of one Lord Bleakweather. A psychic with the bedside manner of a man staring directly into the maw of an ancient, screaming void. #creepstreetpodcast #sketchcomedy #satire #psychicconsultant #horror

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In this little holiday fable, the soft glow of Christmas meets the harder fluorescence of salesmanship. It’s a reminder that even in the coziest living rooms, there’s always someone eager to slip a contract into your hand. Ambition dresses itself up in tinsel and goodwill, bellowing promises of prosperity, while the fine print could make anyone throw up the sash. So, call up your downline, and pre...

Critical Crossroads: Only on MNN (Moonset News Network). This show taps into that strange American pastime of shouting into the void, puffing up like prize roosters while saying absolutely nothing that could help anyone. Yet it isn’t cruel about it. The modern pageantry of televised outrage the way one might look at a runaway parade float drifting down Main Street... magnificent in its confusion,...

Stories never come to us pure. One brother wants gentleness, the other wants spectacle, and somewhere between the two lies the truth that every family knows: we’re all trying to make sense of the world with the tools we’ve got, even if some of us reach for the quill while others dive headlong into the inkpot. Its a satire about that old, familiar tug-of-war between caution and chaos, sweetness and...

This is a little tale about the curious talent folks sometimes have for ignoring the plain facts sitting right in front of them. The ship may be tipping, the water may be rising around our ankles, and yet someone in charge will still smile politely and insist everything is perfectly natural, nothing to worry about, please stop asking troublesome questions. It’s a reminder that in moments of real t...

Imagine a late-night, low-budget court show that took a wrong turn into the supernatural. The carpeting is thin, the lights flicker, and everyone behaves with that polite Midwest sincerity… even as the defendant may or may not be dead. It’s small-claims Americana laced with something strange in the wiring. Judge Holden rules with the calm of a man who’s stared into the abyss between commercial bre...

What begins as the usual tall-timber yarn slowly mutates into something stranger, the way American myths often do when the sun goes down and the bottle gets light. Each swing of the axe summons another impossible catastrophe blamed on that big blue-oxed bastard, until the line between folklore and fear blurs like bad ink in a rainstorm. Somewhere out in those woods, the legend still walks… and he’...

Salem Village, 1692... The air is thick with mud, gossip, and the kind of piety that leads to horror. The villagers gather for a holy spectacle, hungry for blood and bureaucracy in equal measure. They’ve come to see Judge William Stoughton unveil the Devil’s ledger... the cosmic hit list said to name the damned and the influential alike. Somewhere between the sermon and the scandal, the Devil resi...

It is a rare thing when the annals of human folly can be so neatly preserved within a single evening’s conversation. Yet such is the case with The Horseman Seeks a Head! Here we find three solemn worthies, a tavern keeper, a constable, and a clergyman, passing the night in foolish speculation about a phantom’s missing head. Their words stumble and tangle like drunkards in a fog, until at last the...