Hello everyone and welcome to another episode of Cryptid Cocktail Party.
A show where I have a few drinks, talk at friends about cryptids, aliens, anything paranormal.
I'm your host Dave and today I'm joined once again by my good friend Colby Clark.
How you doing bud?
Hi everybody.
I'm doing good.
Are you?
Yeah, mind blown.
You look like you're about to fall asleep.
Do I look sleepy?
You do, but you always kind of look sleepy.
And I don't really smoke that much weed anymore so.
It can't be, it can't be that.
Says the man who has his microphone propped up on a weed jar.
But I've had that for a while.
The weed or the jar?
Yeah, well both.
Okay.
So Colby, you joined us last week when we talked about the Flatwoods monster.
How did you feel about that one?
It was super cool, really creepy.
A lot of bad decisions were made by everyone involved and highly interpretable.
Yeah, I guess.
I mean, I definitely don't think it was an owl perched in a tree, but who knows?
I don't know.
Who knows?
I don't know.
You don't know.
It's not for me to say.
You're right.
It's not for us to say.
Well, Colby, today I'm going to tell you about a story that is a little bit closer to home
for you.
Okay.
Today we're going to be talking about the Dover Demon.
Oh.
Not from Dover, New Hampshire, where we are originally from, but the Dover Demon of Dover,
Massachusetts.
I always forget there's a lot of Dovers.
There's so much that, especially in New England.
It's mostly, New England's mostly Dovers.
And if not Dovers, there's Andovers.
It's sub Dovers.
Just a bunch of Dovers and sub genres of Dover.
But anyways, have you heard of the Dover Demon before?
Do you know what I'm talking about?
It sounds a little familiar, but I don't know.
I don't know any deep cuts.
You don't know any of the meat and potatoes of the story?
I don't.
All right.
Well, should we just hop into it then?
Yes.
Oh, also, I feel like we haven't done this yet.
So we just called a cryptid cocktail party, a show where we drink drinks.
And I talk at my friends about cryptids and a bunch of weird high strangeness bullshit.
But we didn't talk about what we were drinking.
And I'm drinking a delicious PBR.
Colby, what are you drinking today?
Oh, that's a good one.
That's a go to.
I'm drinking a double IPA from a modest man called When Disaster Strikes, which a disaster
should strike when aliens are afoot.
Am I right?
No, fair enough.
This one, I don't think is an alien.
I don't know what this is.
OK.
But and I wouldn't say disaster really struck.
I mean, it's probably devastating for the people who saw the Dover Demon, I would imagine.
But that Flatwoods guy was like, I wish this never happened.
I'll never get over it.
Yeah.
Seems like America will never get over it.
It's like seems like you're projecting bad.
Yeah.
The Dover Demon didn't wake up and choose violence.
I think it's just his nature.
But anyways, let's let's hop into it, Colby.
I want to tell you the story.
I'm down.
Yeah.
I'm debating if I should read this in a Boston accent.
I'm not going to do that.
Sounds too much.
Just pepper it in.
I'm good.
Oh, it's definitely get peppered in.
Don't you worry about it.
All right.
So Dover, Massachusetts is located just 15 miles south of Boston, right along the Charles
River.
It's one of the wealthiest towns in the state with a medium income of about two hundred
and fifty thousand dollars amongst its five thousand residents.
So it's not a big town, but it is rich.
I think I read that every house has an acre or more.
So not only is it a small town, but I feel like no one really lives near each other.
Apparently, I don't know how big an acre is to you.
I mean, if if you own a structure and you own the land, yeah, you're doing well.
An acre.
I don't know.
Farm talk.
I grew up in the sticks that we would know what an acres I did.
I used to have a wood stove in my house and I still don't know what a what a quart of
wood means.
All right.
It's the unit of measurement used to measure wood.
So, you know, the more you know.
All right.
Well, anyways, like I said, it's a pretty small town, not very big, but it does have
some notable people from there.
Do you want to say all right?
We got Adam Gronofsky from the band The War on Drugs, like an indie psych band, which
I thought they were from Philly, which I guess they are.
But apparently he grew up in Dover, Massachusetts.
Bowden I'm going to butcher this boat.
Bowden, but ma haw hawk.
I think he led the he led the team that performed the first full face transplant.
So the movie face off.
Yeah, sorry, Nick Cage and John Travolta.
For that movie, right?
Yes, because in that movie, they literally took each other's faces and apparently also
their body build as well.
And if if if we're going to make some some moves through science here, you know, let's
make sure it's captured on video and produced in Hollywood.
Obviously, and also Milt Schmidt, who is a former player, coach and GM for the Boston
Bruins, as well as a Hall of Famer in the NHL.
Milt or milk?
Milt Colby.
Either way.
That's cool.
Dude, if his name was milk Schmidt.
Oh, God.
But but all those people, they're just they're just small fries.
All right.
I think that's my favorite part about all these stories is the names like people do
and naming their kids shit.
Oh, they get better.
And this story is pretty good.
They have the most, I guess, New England names.
Right.
Does that make sense?
Yeah.
Milt Milt sounds like like they were too busy.
They're too hard at work to do like a full name.
The working class people, you know, Milt.
It's not it's not Milton.
The next one, not Milton, Milton.
Right.
Now, Milt is on the certificate.
Yeah.
Wild.
But like I said, no one gives a shit about those dudes.
The real star to come out of the small town is a creature that over the span of just 24
hours in 1977 terrorized four teenagers and left a lasting impression on the town of Dover,
New England and the world.
That creature was the Dover Demon.
Is that good?
Is that a good voice that I really love it?
I mean, as low as you can go there, you know, I can go lower.
Dover Demon.
With the D on the end, you got to add the D.
So the first sighting of the creature occurred on April 21st, 1977.
Fucking Billy Botlet, dude, was driving with some buddies down far off.
You probably fucking ripping back some Sam Summers, dude.
There it is.
Mixing a couple of fucking milkshakes, Bob.
Dude, fucking quickie.
My name is Billy Botlet.
Nesquicks.
I was in my fucking.
Strawberry Nesquicks.
I was in my fucking IROC, dude.
I got a couple of buddies in the back.
We're pounding back Sam Summers, dude.
Driving down Farm Street, dude, it's like 10, 11 at night when all of a sudden in the fucking
pucker brush, dude, there's a fucking little dinky dude and I was like, yo, what the fuck
is this?
He's just standing in the pucker brush, dude, and I'm fucking I'm half in the bag.
You know me, I'm doing a buck buck 20 down the road.
You know, it's windy.
I'm fucking losing control, but I know I got it.
You know, I used to read.
I know, you know, we have fun.
Well, you were having a blast, dude.
Fucking buddies in the back.
That's not that.
Yeah, they got the region.
But anyways, Billy Barlow was driving some buddies down Farm Street sometime between
like 10 and 11 p.m. when he caught a glimpse of something in his headlights and he spots
what he thinks may be a loose pet dog, cat possum.
I don't know what they had for pets back then.
I say back then, like so long ago.
But it was something like slinking along a stone wall just off the road.
As he gets closer to the pocket.
He's right in the pocket brush.
He was slinking along.
Everyone's just going to talk like a roofer from the through in this entire thing.
As he gets closer.
I mean, how else are you going to make your money?
As he gets closer, the figure turns to look at him.
So the creature is about three to five to three to three and a half to four feet tall
or exactly one Danny DeVito in height.
What was he doing in Massachusetts?
Barlow described it as a as a baby's body with long arms and legs and had long spindly
fingers that he was using to grip the wall.
The skin was hairless, peach in color, had a rough texture.
He said that it looked like friggin wet sandpaper, which I don't even know.
I mean, what like what is what sandpaper?
Is that a texture?
Is that a thing people think of?
I mean, I mean, when your father and your father's father was a carpenter, you know
what sandpaper looks like in its different forms.
And how did he know?
How do you know from a distance?
Did he touch it?
Did he touch the baby with long arms?
Did you touch the baby?
Did you touch it?
Believe you, Billy, Billy, I don't believe you, Billy.
Don't fucking lie to me, Billy.
Billy, I'm going to throw you in the fucking mash.
Departed movie.
It's stuck in the pocket brush.
He said his skin was like it was like wet sandpaper.
Its head almost too big for his body.
The head, they said, was probably the same size as the body that rested on a long, thin
neck and the face was devoid of any features except for two large almond shaped eyes that
seem to be glowing in Billy's headlights.
Why are the eyes always glowing?
I don't know.
Always glowing.
Well, with the flat was monster, I feel like that was like it was like a robot.
So I mean, it probably had eternal like like it was emitting that light.
They say the eyes are glowing.
I think maybe it was just reflection from like, you know, when a dog has cataracts and
you shine a light at it, it's right.
Flex back.
Right.
It could be something like that.
I don't know.
I mean, I think somebody told me this the other day that you everybody gets cataracts,
regardless of how good your eyesight is, it just depends on how long you live.
So maybe it's just a very old creature and it did have cataracts and it was just super,
you know, just had no idea where it was.
Super lost.
I mean, it's a little bit of help.
Yeah.
What if what if it's not a demon, but more of a not demon?
I don't know.
Yeah.
I would.
I mean, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
No, it's the.
No, yeah, that's I don't know.
I was going to say angel, but that's not right.
All right.
But the encounter with the cow was brief.
It only lasted about a few seconds.
Billy turns to his friends like, yo, you guys fucking seen this yet, dude?
This fucking creepy beast right here.
This fucking pretty sure I just saw Ken Casey on the side of the road.
You know, he's a couple of years is deep too late to go record the new dropkick album.
Do you guys see fucking Ken Casey on the side of the road?
Guys, I think I just saw fucking Al Ba.
Yeah.
But apparently I can only imagine.
But apparently no one in the car had seen what he saw.
So he went about just dropping his buds off at home.
He goes home and tells his father what he had seen, makes a sketch of the creature,
which I'm going to text you right now just so I can get your other immediately beat him
for making up lies.
It is it is south of Boston.
So I'm not I was on a roof all day on a 90 degree pitch kid.
You're fucking coming home telling me these stories about these wild beasts you saw in
the woods.
Fuck you.
Get to your room.
Oh, oh, you saw a baby.
Would you knock some fucking ho up from fucking Northy?
And now she's fucking telling you she's got a baby with long arms.
Fuck, listen to you spindly fuck.
I know it's your kid.
I'd say you a picture of the sketch.
Tell me what you thought.
Go make me a can of beans.
Go out to Dinty more.
That's what I think.
Go make me some fucking dinty more.
You know, a lot of people don't know about Dinty more.
I don't know what Dinty more is.
Dinty more beef stew.
Got the most sodium any stew on the market.
Wait, is that the selling point?
This will dry your insides out faster than any other stew.
You're going to be so fucking thirsty.
What the fuck?
Yeah.
I bought a can of it because I've been telling Maddie about I'm telling my wife about Dinty
more stew and not a lot of people know about it.
It sounds made up.
I figured somebody from Southy would want a can of Dinty more.
Fuck, dude, that's diabolical right there.
Right.
It's reckless.
Tell the listeners what you are seeing right now.
Did it describe?
Does it fit the description of what Billy said he saw that night?
I mean, this is different from what I was envisioning for sure.
This is like.
Lizard like, I guess, in a certain regard, regad.
It's got one of those alien heads, though, where it's like too much brain, too little
body and it's got like cliff notes, like somebody was trying to write it out on the same piece
of paper they were drawing stuff on.
I, Bill Bartlett, saw this motherfucker.
Yeah, that's that's he just saw like a big frog or something.
Yeah, it's got to be a big frog, right?
There's a giant salamander in Japan.
Yeah, I can't be a big frog.
Was this what what time period was this?
What time period?
You mean like what year?
What year?
Oh, 70s, 1977.
OK, it was around like 11 o'clock at night, 1030, something like that.
Yeah, right.
Well, you're trying to think it's like they feel like, well, back in 1977, they had giant
frogs like what?
I'm trying to piece it together.
The last one was, you know, there was there was the Korean War, I think it was, you know,
I mean, they got those kinds of creatures over there and then they're just it was.
It was like, you know, back in, you know, that.
Yeah.
But no, this is Massachusetts in the seven in the 70s.
So just a great time.
Definitely wasn't violent and racist completely.
Right.
Yeah.
And they told and they told the authorities that they were just having a couple of Sam's.
Yeah.
But back then, I think it was if you didn't have a beer in the car, the cops legally had
to give you one.
Right.
Yeah.
What a cool time.
You got to get home.
Here's one for the road.
Yeah.
Here's your fucking car.
Here's your car.
Yeah.
Get after it.
Yeah.
I don't have any Sam Summers, though.
Run along.
Here's an arrogance.
It tall boy.
Here you go.
You got to get against you got to crush it like Quint.
Anyways.
So anyways, that was he make sure you stay safe out there.
Yeah.
Stay safe.
What are you buckled up?
What are you a pussy?
If I could take that off.
Come on.
Yeah.
Also, if you're going to smoke cigarettes on the way home, make sure all the windows
are up.
If you roof for 10 hours today and you're not having four Sam Summers on your drive
home, this is going to be hell to pay.
You're going to start seeing lizards.
Anyways, the second sighting comes just a few hours after when a 15 year old named Johnny
Baxter was walking down was walking home from his girlfriend's house on Miller Road.
He knows there's a figure walking towards him on the opposite side of the road.
Johnny instantly notices his big old melon.
And according to Baxter, he knew a kid on the street that had a huge head and assumed
it was that kid.
I know a guy like that guy that looks just like that.
He calls.
I was like, hey, yo, MJ, you bald was headed.
Fuck.
How are you?
I'm paraphrasing.
But he got no response from the figure.
They continue walking towards each other till they're good.
Well, like 15 to 20 feet apart.
They both pause.
Now, it's overcast.
So so we can't really see anything.
All Johnny can see is like a black silhouette.
So he decided to go.
Who is that?
As you know, whenever you're walking down the street, when you don't recognize someone,
you just scream at them.
Who are you?
You're hoping that they would.
First of all, their name.
First of all, they'd say I'm it's Tom.
No, I would head down.
Keep walking past them.
Why would you?
You don't know who's walking towards you at midnight on the street.
Why would you?
I don't know.
Anyways, right.
Right.
So like I said, Johnny calls out who is that takes another step forward.
As soon as he does, the figure darts into a wooded area just to the left of the road.
So Johnny clearly lacking any sense of self-preservation decides to run to the woods after it.
He follows the creature for a bit when he finally sees it about 30 feet away.
He said that it was leaning against a tree in my head.
I picture like leaning against really cool, like arms crossed.
It's one of them, Abra one foot up.
You know what I mean?
Just like, yeah, super cool looking.
I was expecting you.
Yeah.
He was like, oh, hey, bud, you want it?
You want a bot, dude?
You're trying to fucking rip this dog with me, dude.
He says took you long enough.
You slow fuck.
You got some pansy feet right there, kid.
You're not wearing chucks.
Yeah.
How many toes and fingers he got?
It's right for four makes you fast.
He described the creature exactly as Billy had just described it just a few hours earlier.
Tiny baby body, long arms and legs, massive head, two large glowing eyes.
After a few minutes staring at each other, Johnny's like, all right, I think it's time.
I think it's time I'm going to have my head out of here.
They just stared at each other for a little bit.
Yeah, just, you know, longingly into each other's eyes.
Taking it all in.
See, what I imagined is that like so the creature's arms crossed leaning against the tree, one
foot on the ground, one foot against the tree, obviously really cool looking, very James
Dean.
And I figured Johnny going up to him, doing that like thing where like he puts his hand
like right next to his head, they're longingly staring into each other's eyes.
Kiss for a bit.
You know, this is my own fan fiction.
Yeah, don't worry about it.
Right.
This is part of my novel I'm writing.
Their initials are still carved on that piece of wood.
On that oak, that big old oak tree of love.
Oh, yeah.
They were right up against that birch.
Just kiss him.
Yeah.
No, no, no tomfoolery happen.
He's like, I'm going to go and just books it out of there.
He gets out of the woods and he gets to the road where a couple passing by in their car
notice him and they see how shook up he is and decide to give him a ride home.
And what is going on?
All right.
I understand there's a whole like demon going on, but also this 15 year old is out past
midnight just roaming the streets of Massachusetts.
And then he goes into the woods to find a monster, comes out and then a random stranger
couple just picks him up in their car and bring him home.
What time was it?
Like, what is going on here?
I feel like if you did that today, like Amber alert immediately, like there'd be no, you
know what I'm saying?
It was they, they don't make them like they used to Dave.
They sure don't.
Do you mean societies or do you mean like weight?
Just in everything.
That's fair.
All right.
So the couple brought him home and then he too would sketch the figure he saw in the
woods that night.
And I'm going to text you that photo right now.
This picture that he drew is so fucking funny to me.
I don't know why this is what he is.
What he drove himself.
He didn't like have a, you know, like you go in and you have the guy draw it for you.
You think you want a fiver?
Hey, listen, here's a description of what I saw.
He invested in his horrifying life experience.
Yeah, he's really holding onto that tree.
He's really like for dear life.
Yeah, it looks, but it looks like he's given to a show.
Like it kind of looks like he's pole dancing for him.
Right?
It's very seductive.
I mean, maybe his ass is on his head and just shakes it around a bunch.
You know, you're saying that he's clearly gotten no ass where a human ass would be.
Right?
I mean, I guess, but also it's a baby body.
Do babies have asses?
I mean, they do.
But like, I mean, like they don't have like they're not dummy thick.
I mean, maybe being dummy thick in the alien community is just having, you know, they value
the brain a lot.
Is that what it is?
Pretty dope.
You know, you got a lot of intelligence.
Damn, that's sexy to me, girl.
Look at how big your brain is.
You want to share a nest quick down by the fucking ocean?
Are you trying to get a fucking strawberry quick, dude?
Fuck a couple of Roxie's, dude.
We'll fucking we'll party tonight, dude.
You got a big walk down to the child's.
This is the most generic picture, the most generic drawing of just an alien in a tree.
And then you try to point things out and write like a little note around it.
I like the fact that he colored it on black and had to be like silhouette.
Right.
For all you unartistic fucks that don't know what a silhouette is.
I love that it's just the silhouette.
My favorite is that his eyes glow faintly, just a black face.
There's nothing in there to indicate any sort of eyes.
He's not great at drawing eyes.
No, Johnny, if you listen to this, take a class, dude.
I'm sure there's like an adult learning something or other.
There's an annex somewhere you could fucking.
Yeah, you're close to.
He's closer down.
He go right down to RISD.
Fucking take a class or two.
Yeah, I don't know.
Go into debt.
One class.
All right.
You want to hear about the third encounter?
I do.
OK, so the third and final sighting of the Dover Demon happened the next night around
the same time as Billy Baxter sighting the night before when Abby Robin, Robin, Rob,
Robin, Robin, I don't know, who was also 50 at the time, was driving home from a party
with her boyfriend when she noticed something off to the side of the road down in the pocket
brush.
Dude, she described what she saw as it was.
He says, oh, it's always in the pocket brush, dude.
But she described what she saw as a creature that was on all fours, like an almost like
a monkey with a big head and long arms.
She let out a scream, which caused her boyfriend to stop the car.
And when he did, he looked in the rear view mirror and standing in the red glow of the
brake lights stood what Colby?
Dover Demon.
There it is.
Now the Dover Demon hasn't been seen since after these instances.
But like all cryptic sightings left a lasting impression on the small community where it
happened as well as the world.
The Dover Demon has been the subject of many documentaries, books, comics and more.
We may never know what the Dover Demon was or where it came from, which in my opinion
means could still be out there waiting to show itself once again.
Colby, what do you think of the Dover Demon?
I think I think the Dover Demon, I mean, judging by Billy's artistic endeavor here, it just
seems like a gray to me.
It seems like it was probably like a regular alien creature.
It's just a little lost looking for some directions.
So there was a theory that it was just a regular old alien.
But the thing is, there was no craft, no UFOs sighted in the skies.
And according to some report somewhere, the sightings all occurred in a straight line.
And it also all happened near bodies of water, which may indicate that whatever it was, it
was either migrating because it was just passing through the town, didn't cause any disruptions
besides people seeing it, or it is an aquatic being, which I don't believe because that's
to me, that's just gross.
I just don't like that idea.
Just not a fan.
Not a fan of that idea.
But there are some prevailing theories of what it might be.
Again, the gray is what people assume it might be.
But also some people are trying to say that it was just a baby moose.
I don't know about that.
Oh, you don't?
None of these artists depictions to you seem like it would be a baby moose?
Because apparently baby moose, according to whatever the fuck, it's got long spindly whatevers.
But I mean, it would have hair.
It wouldn't.
It's a little bit of hair.
Yeah, but also apparently Dover, Massachusetts isn't anywhere near where like a lot of moose
would be populating.
Right.
Yeah.
So I don't know, but apparently baby moose.
They're up north.
Oh yeah, they're way up north, dude.
Get out here with baby moose.
Not a damn baby moose.
It can't be a baby moose.
It's a fucking baby whale kid.
Remember that video?
I do.
The guy saw the sun.
We were just talking about the, uh, he took my fucking pinky.
Video.
I don't know that.
I didn't either.
So he was talking.
I figured you would know.
I have no idea.
Those things you see on rotten.com is like trying to get like a shark or something.
Fucking took my pinky.
Oh God.
Yeah.
Massachusetts is wild, dude.
Massachusetts.
Yeah.
There's a lot of strange things happening in Massachusetts.
I want to have you back on eventually.
Cause there's a few things in Dover, New Hampshire that I want to talk to you about and also
upstate New Hampshire.
Is that the actual origins of the Ninja turtles is they were actually, I gotta know.
Wait, I'm, are you trying to say the Dover demon is the inspiration for the turtles?
No, no, no, no.
If there is a story about, uh, uh, monsters in Dover, New Hampshire, no, the Dover, New
Hampshire things that I was talking about creator of the teenage mutant turtle city.
Okay.
I will tell you ghosts.
Ghosts.
Talk to you about ghosts, buddy.
All right.
So Colby, again, I want to just to wrap it up.
Your impressions.
What do you think of the Dover demon?
Interesting story.
Um, interpretable.
Yes.
Um, could have been, probably not baby moose silhouette, bad drawing.
It could have been a silhouette.
I'm not being a bob, it's just a silhouette.
What too many Nesquicks and Sam's and he wound up having an extraterrestrial sighting.
Yeah, dude.
I was fucking out the body.
And I was doing Ken Casey's Ken Casey's is like an Irish car bomb.
But what it is, it's a Sam Summers.
You take a shot of Nesquik, fucking drop it in, chug it.
You hop in a boat.
Then you fucking then you hop in your fucking 77 I rock barrel one bucks, 20 bucks, 30
down fucking Mill Road.
You fucking see a creature in the pocket brush.
It looks just like Gollum, dude.
He's like Schmiegel kid.
All right.
I want to talk more about pocket brush.
I never heard about pocket brush before.
It's cool stuff.
You know about the pocket brush, dude.
All right.
Well, thank you so much for too much time on the roof.
Thank you so much for listening, everyone.
I hope you enjoyed it.
Thanks again to my guest, Colby, for helping me get these first few episodes out of the
way.
And thank you for having me.
Oh, yeah, no problem, bud.
And with that, I will see you next.
Well, not see you.
I will talk at you next week.