Submerged in a post-truth dystopia and suspecting he might already be dead, the invisible narrator of Notes from the Uncanny Valley floats with wry, dark humor through landscapes of crowded public transit and low-income housing. When a series of bizarre encounters with psychotic neighbors draw him into an absurd mystery lurking beneath the surface of daily life, he begins questioning everything, including the increasingly fantastic news headlines. As the world grows more alien by the moment, the clues lead our undercover detective down deep into the uncanny valley. Is he living in a simulation? Or is the truth even stranger?
Uncanny Valley Christmas
The thick rubber entombing their faces makes it difficult to understand what is being said. 52:35 Minutes
Uncanny Valley Thanksgiving Special
I stand there at the precipice, and gaze upon the hidden world of the elevator, now revealed to me. 66 minutes
Fall is here again
I let personal circumstances interfere with my attendance. My situation is stable now. 61 minutes
13. I’m a Stranger Here Myself
People who can’t even control their own minds want to control the minds of others. 27 minutes “Unseen Forces” by Justin Walter, “Disintegration Loops” by William Basinki, “Following” by Justin Walter, “Pathologically Bored” by Deru, and “Poa Alpina” by Biosphere
12. The Night Watchman
Occasionally a tenant has left their key in the door lock. 24:30 minutes “Baby (slowed down 800 percent)” by Justin Bieber, “Three Cheers for Existence,” by Deru, “Murmur’s Ebb” by Greater Than or Equal To, “1979” by Deru, “Kontakte” by Karlheinz Stockhausen, “Pathologically Bored” by Deru, and “Poa Alpina” by Biosphere
11. Real Person Blues
I fantasize that if I focus hard enough, I will find a way to reach out to myself. 19 minutes “Vid Loss” by Pye Corner Audio,“Spiral Insana” by Nurse with Wound, “Blown-Out Joy from Heaven’s Mercied Hole” by A Silver Mt. Zion, and “Unseen Forces” by Justin Walter
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On a whim and not expecting much, I searched the word “uncanny” into the podcasts app. And I have been richly rewarded.
Lonely Dispatches from the Margins
From a dimly lit room at the edge of the frontier, Gib Edleman can see the shining cities on the horizon, over his shoulder, the abyss. From this unique vantage point he sends these sad, funny, beautifully crafted dispatches. Messages in bottles containing glimmers of half life, sad reflections and almost but not quite detatched observations. Or are they warnings? Can we change? Can we help? Will they reach us in time? Hypnotic, thought provoking and highly recommended.
Thought provoking musings. Wry and dark wit.