Malign Frequencies: Further Transmissions from Horsingdon: Primer

Today sees the Ghooric Zone return once more to Horsingdon - that anomalous zone (but local to me - indeed, it exists just beyond my doorstep) which exemplifies what I like to call the suburban wyrd (a neologism of sorts, but also an outcropping of the category of the urban wyrd).

Whilst the suburban has conontations of the pedestrian, the everyday, the mundane, it is also a category which - to employ a sadly overused term where such matters are concerned - has a liminal quality to it. Suburban areas are, by definition, outliers to the centres of metropolitan modernity, and much like the Greater London Borough of Horsingdon, once existed as villages and settlements which, whilst entangled with the wider concerns of city life, nonetheless intersected with and spilled over into rurality, into unformed wilderness, and into another, spectral kind of realm altogether...

Welcome to a series of daily broadcasts, whose trajectory can be mapped through the malign frequencies emanating from those unseen territories.

Welcome to Horsingdon.