Last updated on July 2nd, 2019
On the myths page the derivation of the band’s name is described thus:
The name was chosen around then because it sounded good, it was a partial homage to H P Lovecraft and the Cthulhu Mythos he’d created and also Strangely had not managed to read it all the way through even after several attempts because he was usually too drunk to finish it. It also stood out from band names of the time and sounded dangerous and gloomy. This was the start of THE CRAWLING CHAOS although the definite article was usually dropped. The Crawling Chaos was supposed to be an actual creature of nightmares.
Yet I’ve just been reading an explorative discussion of the actual story that I (sp) first read back in 1974. It’s called: Just Say No (To Drug-Induced Time Travel): “The Crawling Chaos” by H.P. Lovecraft & Winifred Jackson and the similarities and simultaneity to me are interesting c.f. our own Crawling Chaos. From our self-destructive tendencies to the recent choice of page header image that mysteriously arrived on my PC screen, all, almost in a dream. Maybe that’s just me, Strangely, by hey, whatever, a commenter (DemetriosX – ‘I found this one to be a real slog.’) on the original post had the same reading difficulties as me, (sp)…
Take the labyrinthine authoring of the tale – most anthologies I read had it as HP Lovecraft being the main author sometimes with Elizabeth Berkeley; but earlier editions said it was Elizabeth Berkeley and Lewis Theobald, Jr. as joint authors – who were actually HP Lovecraft and Winifred V. Jackson. Lovecraft is the creator & main protagonist of his Cthulhu Mythos and The Crawling Chaos was supposed to have been created from a dream – except it wasn’t even Lovecraft’s dream – it was Jackson’s (really called Berkeley , remember?).
To cap it all, The Crawling Chaos wasn’t an imaginary creature; it was just this dreamy tale of destruction and realisation of one’s place in the universe. In another tale written almost concurrently, he invented Nyarlathotep, which had the same alternate name. Why have just one name, eh?
At the end of the day though, to answer the question “What is the crawling chaos?” – it is simply this woman’s dream!
Examining both our creative works and some of our own personal naming schemes reveals similar modus operandi and a fair bit of our own personal traits methinks in the conventions that we used.
…is well out of copyright so can be read for nowt. Essentially:
- the narrator gets blitzed on an opium overdose from his doctor,
- wakes in a dream to see a strange high house on a cliff on a peninsular that has paradoxically opposed views on each side.
- He gets rescued by angels who take him to safety who tell him not to look back.
- Of course he looks back to see the Earth split and oceans rush into the crack, turning to explosive steam . (think about the LA destruction scene in 2012
This is also like the current CC website image in use…. This is a depiction of the Fall Of Numenor, a Tolkien creation well after The Crawling Chaos was dreamt up by the duo. These tales of cataclysmic destruction are nothing new of course; in the West alone we have the biblical deluge, the apocalypse and Atlantean myths melanged with similarly fraught Norse sagas. But I do like this image.
- In the end, quoting the tale, a single poetic sentence finishes it, like a death sentence:
And when the smoke cleared away, and I sought to look upon the earth, I beheld against the background of cold, humorous stars only the dying sun and the pale mournful planets searching for their sister.
In a way, the creation and passage of our own Crawling Chaos through time mirrors all of this. The impermanence of it all is majestic, is it not?
‘Though you may set out at dawn on the journey of life with pride in the beauty of your rosy cheeks, by evening you will be no more than a pile of white bones rotting on the moor.’ – from a poem by Fujiwara no Yoshitaka, appearing in A Collection of Japanese and Chinese Poems for Singing, compiled around 1013.
‘when you are happy, you should remember that your happiness in this life is nothing but a dream within a dream’ – Nichiren,1276