Hey American hauntings listeners, it's Troy. I'll bet you've heard of HH Holmes, the serial killer,

the swindler, the builder of the legendary murder castle, and the devil who became the villain of

the 1893 World's Fair in Chicago. But what does that have to do with this podcast? Well,

if you're a fan of the show, then I think you'll also love our other podcast, which is available

to our supporters on Patreon. Right now, we're in the middle of our latest season, which is

Sinister, the true story of HH Holmes. And we're delving deep into the killer's most

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It's definitely one of the weirder songs to come out of the 90s, although it's definitely catchy.

And as they used to say, I don't want to go TV program that most of you probably don't remember,

it's got a good beat. You can dance to it. The song was by a band called Fastball, who has since

disappeared so completely that maybe we should do an episode on them. Anyway, it was called the way.

And like I said, it's got a good vibe, but the lyrics are pretty strange. You can't help but

wonder what it's actually about. While according to lead singer Tony Scalzo, it was written because

of his fascination with the mysterious disappearance and death of a couple named Raymond and Leila Howard.

The Howard's were an elderly couple that lived in Saldado, Texas, and in 1997,

made plans to attend a bluegrass fiddle festival that was only about 15 miles from their home.

At the time, Leila was 83 years old and was starting to show signs of dementia or at least

had become very forgetful. Raymond had his own health issues. He was five years older than his wife

and had recently suffered a small stroke that led to a head injury that required minor surgery.

Although is any surgery really minor when you're 88? Anyway, their son had called that morning

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