This is Orson Welles, speaking from London The Black Museum. A repository of death. Yes, here in the grim stone structure on the Thames which houses Scotland Yard is a warehouse of homicide. Where every day objects - a skillet - a screwdriver - a photograph - all have been touched with murder.

During my time in college, I was grew quite fond of my father's old shadow tapes. I used to listen to them on long drives and enjoy the old tales that used to rattle out of radios.  I loved the bizarre titles for each of the stories ... "The Thing in the  Cage" ... "The Society of Death" ... "Murder, Inc."

During my final week of college, I needed to new shoes for my graduation so I rushed to the mall.  Upon stepping into that temple of consumerism I forgot all about graduations and spiffy feet, but instead I was gripped with the need of old radio.  I rushed to the first music store I could find and darted into the spoken word section.  Alas, there was no Shadow to be found and in my disappointment, I grabbed the first old time radio compilation that I could find. In it included an episode of a show titled, The Black Museum.

My very first Black Museum episode was titled, "The Canvas Bag".A  young girl travels to London in order to marry her lover.  Weeks later, a couple of old men stumble into a canvas bag on the side of the road containing the dead girl's remains. It was gruesome and creepy, featuring a murderer who was both charming and cold.  I loved it.

As the years progressed, I started to accumulate a small collection of the show. I grew to love the sly prompts of Orson, nudging the murders to their horrible deeds. I grew to love the thought of normal every day items juxtaposed with sensational murders. And yes - even the macabre story lines such as the discovery of a bloodied body stuffed in a suitcase found a place in my heart.

I have uploaded my entire Black Museum collection. There's not a lot of them, but I hope you enjoy them as much I do.

Do you like The Black Museum?   Do you hate it?  Share me your thoughts.  I'm interested to know.