Agents of Oblivion

<p><em>How long have things been coming apart in this way? - </em>The Lure of Silence</p><p><br></p><p>Generally speaking the dead do not return pronounced Antonin Artaud. But the dead are permitted to visit those who welcome them. Their spectral machine-made voices echo in deep tunnels under London. Voices without hosts. Without agency. They make their oracular pronouncements even when nobody is listening on the vast empty platforms of the Elizabeth Line. They have their codes and their secret meanings.</p><p><br></p><p>Four stories starting everywhere and finishing in madness. Four acknowledged guides. Four tricksters. Four inspirations. Algernon Blackwood. Arthur Machen. J. G. Ballard. H. P. Lovecraft. They are known as Agents of Oblivion. And sometimes in brighter light as oblivious angels . . .</p><p><br></p><p>As host as oracle Iain Sinclair moves through this quartet of tales through a spectral London that once was or might never have been.</p>