WHO WE ARE? (A QUESTION BEST ASKED IN THE DARK)

FORGET WHAT YOU KNOW. This isn’t a company. It’s a curated collection of cosmic cast-offs, a sanctuary for sacred sleaze, and a last-chance saloon for the artifacts the rest of the world forgot.

Born from the radioactive, punk-rock heart of Space Monsters Magazine, the Oblivion Trading Post is ran by Babel Fish Press, who believes that true value isn’t found in a mainstream market. It’s found in the grit between the grooves of a forgotten vinyl, in the hand-signed scrawl on a DVD case, and in the glow-in-the-dark plastic of a monstrous action figure.

We are the last stop for the beautifully bizarre. We are the purveyors of the preternaturally peculiar. We are your sole source for the stuff of sublime nightmares.

We are the Oblivion Trading Post.
The Finest Curios… For a Price.