Tuesday, April 12, 2011

You can now buy your own blasphemous waxen cylinder from H.P. Lovecraft's "The Whisperer in the Darkness"


In H.P. Lovecraft's story "The Whisperer in the Darkness" there's a line that reads: "It is more than two years now since I last ran off that blasphemous waxen cylinder; but at this moment, and at all other moments, I can still hear that feeble, fiendish buzzing as it reached me for the first time...."

Now you can buy your own blasphemous waxen cylinder pictured above in the form of a brilliant prop kit from Yog-Sothoth. It comes with:
•Wax cylinder with a mysterious & chilling recording (2 minutes, 5 seconds).
•A 30 page copy of Albert Wilmarth's manuscript describing the events in Vermont (H.P. Lovecraft's "The Whisperer in Darkness").
•Two large (faux) contemporary photographs taken by Henry Akeley.
•A guide on how to handle your cylinder recording.
•A signed, sealed and numbered certificate of ownership.
It does not, however, come with a wax cylinder player, so you're on your own there. You can buy the prop kit vai  Innsmouth House.

(thanks for the tip Colin!)

1 comment:

  1. When Lovecraft wrote "The Whisperer In Darkness," the earliest phonograms had just come out, all those delicate little wax cylinders trapping sound inscribed on them. If Lovecraft had lived beyond 47 - in fact, if he'd managed to live beyond the limits of a sane human lifespan to the present day - he'd have seen that marvellous technology evolve in human hands, becoming smaller and cheaper and stranger.

    Vinyl discs, rotating on a platter; plastic magnetic tape in spools and, later, plastic cassettes; back to the discs, only shiny, metal with refractive rainbow surfaces, the data etched into those surfaces by means of a special kind of light as thin as a needle; and ultimately, pure data, stored on an online cloud and downloaded through a cable made of glass fibres, miles long, into black devices the size of a coffee table book, or diectly through the Aether into small black objects the size of a packet of cheroots.

    I think he'd have loved flash drives. I don't know what he'd have been able to make of Lady Gaga. But I know he'd think that the stars were finally right when he caught wind of the existence of Justin Bieber.

    If he was still alive today and had to write "The Whisperer in Darkness" today, the Mi-Go would have charm necklaces of flash drives, each 64 petabytes, each containing the entirety of a single human's life (a very small thing to beings capable of living centuries), all those tiny human thoughts and memories like flies trapped in electronic amber, each drive no bigger than a small diamond. Put one on a smart surface, the contents unfold, the mind lives and breathes inside a machine. Install one in an android body, and the man becomes something else.

    I said "android," not "Google Android." The sane mind has limits ... :D

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