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UNSONG Audiobook Version

This is a serialized story narrated by Matt Arnold with the permission of the author, Scott Alexander.

The original text is here:

The audiobook of the novel was completed in October of 2020. Now this podcast has switched to short stories by the same author.

The last episode of this podcast will air in February 2021. I have created a new podcast for narrating audiobooks, called Fluidity:

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Aug 30, 2019

"It’s hard for me to imagine what it must have been like to be alive in ’69, to see the demons spill forth from the ground and the angels descend from the clouds.

But – okay, personal disclosure time. When I was little, six or seven, I thought Nazis were a kind of fictional monster."

This is a serialized story...

Aug 27, 2019

"The resemblances between San Francisco and the Biblical Jerusalem are uncanny.

The highest point in Jerusalem was King Solomon’s Temple Mount; the highest point in San Francisco is the suspiciously-named Mount Davidson.

To the north of the Temple was the Golden Gate, leading to the city of Tiberias; to the north of...

Aug 18, 2019

"And then there were two.

The sky had once been full of clouds. Big clouds, little clouds, dark clouds, bright clouds. Clouds sculpted into great gleaming palaces of alabaster, clouds carved into fortresses red with the light of sunset. Clouds linked by rainbow bridges, clouds walled with icy ramparts, clouds lit by...

Aug 12, 2019

""The future is ziggurats," Samyazaz was telling Ut-Naparash as they walked up the Great Stair. "In a hundred years, nobody’s going to remember pyramids. Pyramids are a flash in the pan. Ziggurats are for the ages.""

The original text is...

Aug 5, 2019

"Beyond the nimbus and stratus, in the furthest reaches of the heavens, the parliament of the angels convened in the eye of a great cyclone. The walls of the storm curved in toward the center, so that they formed tier upon tier of seating for the angelic hosts. At the very bottom and in the very center was a...