Friday 10 October 2014

Trapped on Route 800

When I first started listening to Welcome to Night Vale 22 episodes had already been released. It took me 3 days to catch up and since then the 1st and 15th have always been my most anticipated days of the month.

Listening to Welcome to Night Vale is like learning a new language. Only one of my friends listens to and when we get to talking about it everyone around us just looks dazed and confused. When I try to explain to my parents why I support the Faceless Old Woman who lives in your home over Hiram McDaniels who is literally a five head in the mayoral elections, or why I’m freaking out because station management have left their offices I’m met with blank looks. While at times it can feel lonely speaking the language of Night Vale it also feels a bit like being part of a secret club, a very large non-exclusive secret club.

One of Welcome to Night Vales greatest assets is its writing. It is a brilliant mix of dark and twisted and light and humorous that really appeals to my sense of humour. I often have to listen to it on my own so that I don’t get strange looks for randomly bursting out laughing. Another aspect of the writing that I love is that nothing is forgotten. Something that happen a year and a half ago could be referenced again and you know that characters that come up once will appear again. Stories feel like that are progressing in real time and it is easy to become invested in the town and its inhabitants. And boy am I invested.

After every episode I have the urge to rant, rave and discuss what has happened. From talking about my feelings on an episode to conspiracies for the future to symbolism I spotted, keeping my thoughts and opinion to myself is nay impossible, with my parents often suffering through my rants. Writing about it seems like a much more sensible idea.

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