Not me spending all my afternoon indoctrinating my friend to go listen to my fucked up lill podcast recommendations like i am in eskew and The silt verses, they dont even know what they are getting into and thats the best part
:)))))) yes its just a normal horror podcast where you will feel
“Here’s my question. If the ghost wants nothing more than to be witnessed, why would it appear behind you, not in front of you? The only answer I can think of is this: it appears behind you because it already knows, to an absolute certainty, that you will have no choice but to look back.”
[ID: two black and white watercolor illustrations of episodes 26-27 of I am in Eskew. Image One is of an old-fashioned and slightly well-worn marble plinth without a statue on top of it. It has a dark plaque which reads: Zania, the first citizen. Above the plinth is the title of the episode, Outbreak, and in the background is a blurry city. Image Two is of the inside of an airplane cabin. A slightly reclining chair is on the right, with some white strings hanging from the ceiling. In the center is an open airplane window, through which are blurry mountains shrouded in mist. Above the window is the title of the episode, Breakout. /End ID]
[ID: two black and white watercolor illustrations of episodes 26-27 of I am in Eskew. Image One is of an old-fashioned and slightly well-worn marble plinth without a statue on top of it. It has a dark plaque which reads: Zania, the first citizen. Above the plinth is the title of the episode, Outbreak, and in the background is a blurry city. Image Two is of the inside of an airplane cabin. A slightly reclining chair is on the right, with some white strings hanging from the ceiling. In the center is an open airplane window, through which are blurry mountains shrouded in mist. Above the window is the title of the episode, Breakout. /End ID]
would anyone be interested in an italian translation of i am in eskew? ever since i’ve listened to the podcast earlier this year i’ve fallen in love with it - it meant so much to me the first time i’ve listened to it, and every re-listen counts. i know that life is about miscommunication and dialoguing gone wrong but it disappoints me that i am in eskew is such an important piece of media for me and yet the language barrier prevents me from sharing it fully with my friends. so i have begun working on translation (in my spare time) just to try to make my friends understand something i’m deeply passionate about. i have come across a similar initiative for the magnus archives on tumblr - would anyone be interested in something like that?
“Here’s my question. If the ghost wants nothing more than to be witnessed, why would it appear behind you, not in front of you? The only answer I can think of is this: it appears behind you because it already knows, to an absolute certainty, that you will have no choice but to look back.”
I am in Eskew is really like. You are in a horror story. You know you are in a horror story. You are in an active dialogue with the horror story. You and the horror story are familiar with one another, every day you wake up and ask the horror story, what bullshit do you have for me today? The horror story makes jokes, and expects you to get them! The construction of the story itself loves you! You find yourself negotiating with the narrative itself! How do I leave this city? How do I forcibly extract myself from my own narrative prison?
Close up of the patches I made for my podcast jacket! Every time i finish/catch up with a podcast I love, I make a commemorative patch and add it to my jacket. I’ve been doing this for about 2 years now, and finally I have made a patch for every podcast I love.
There are twelve( two more in the reblog)
They are, in order:
The Adventure Zone, I am in Eskew, Mabel, The Far Meridian, The Magnus Archives, Dungeons and Daddies, Hello From the Hallowoods, The Penumbra Podcast, Wolf 359, Archive 81, The Underwood Collection, The Strange Case of Starship Iris.
i think there’s something to be said for a reading of i am in eskew as a metaphor for man made environmental disasters and their impact, especially on marginalized populations. the creation of something that we don’t fully understand, the attempted coverup after the consequences are discovered. it echoes real world events from the manhattan project to love canal, where unknowing populations are left to deal with the health effects caused by radiation and pollution. often, the communities that bear the brunt of these disasters are lower income or marginalized in some way. the aamjiwnaang first nation in sarnia’s chemical valley, for instance, has suffered immensely from increased rates of cancer and birth defects due to air and water pollution from nearby chemical plants. in the uk, contamination from a nearby asbestos factory caused a huge spike in cancer and other asbestos related diseases in the working class neighbourhood of armley, leeds, the effects of which are still felt to this day.
raised in council housing, the area david ward grew up in could just of easily have been armley or any number of other neighbourhoods subject to the horrors of manmade environmental disaster overlooked by authorities until it’s too late. in eskew episode 8 it’s revealed that the people the orion building concern used to populate the test village of banwell, a weaponized imitation of eskew, were those considered “undesirable”. criminals, roma, undocumented immigrants, the kind of people who’ve historically been treated as less than and disposable. there is little to no news coverage of these disappearances and the only consequences for orion is the lose of its government contracts, these injustices target the most vulnerable among us and those who care have no power to do anything about it.
just like white asbestos dust on a windowsill or a foul odour in the air, eskew marks its presence without revealing its true horrors. the holes in mrs ward’s flat like a visible expression of the way radiation penetrates the human body, an afterimage of what’s happened to her son. the strange events in the earthly offices of the orion building concern, like an invisible, odourless pollutant leaking through a research facility. it’s ignored and covered up until it can’t possibly be anymore, until the effects are too great to hide and eskew is blooming into the real world and radiating outwards like the plume of radioactive material from chernobyl.
eskew is many things, it’s a nuclear disaster, it’s mental illness, it’s capitalism, it seeps into our bones and changes us on a molecular level. but whatever it is, it’s not something that can be defeated without hope. in real world manmade environmental disasters, the effects are often not felt for years, long after the damage has been permanently done, and can continue on for much longer. much like eskew, they are not something we can fight without hope, even if it’s for a far off future only our great-grandchildren will see. a place where rivers run clean and the air is safe to breathe, where there is justice and healing for everyone. but it’s not a place that’s accessible without first making the decision to carry on, to have hope.
sometimes david ward will say “i forget. i forget so i can wake up the next day. i forget because i must go through it again tomorrow” and i’ll have no choice but to sprint out of the room
