Bloom never shied away from their interests and obsessions. Moonshine was another in a series of flora-focused albums highlighting the indescribable process of growing by strict moonlight. A hobby for not merely the night owls and owlets but a lucrative industry with its own set of heroes and villains.

Dawdle, fresh off of her 2243 album Playing Dead, had excused herself from public life, seeking shelter in the Northern Hemisphere of Akerwood, where deciduous trees are plentiful, and the leaf-peeping is beyond reproach. Nestled into her hollowed treehouse, Dawdle was content to pass the time in solitude, taking up hiking in the mornings, tea in the afternoon, and delicious cheese plates at night.

Loneliness, we can all relate, dear Audionauts. The counting of petals does not do much to satisfy the yearning, whether that be for a sense of place, purpose, or potential. Alienation, they call it, and the nom de guerre of perpetually lonely and double-jointed (we'll get back to that), Nedley Femtome.

The parasitic, invasive spore known as Aethelthryth III lived under the shadows of their forbearers Aethelthryth I and Aethelthryth II, both megastars in their own right, but where A-I and A-II had the advantage of having spawned in the vessel of two already talented musicians, it was A-III who was birthed in the unsuspecting body of an astronaut who had already filed for retirement.

Bad Scientists were always honest about their backgrounds. No, they were not certified in any field of science or mathematics, but they had witnessed the phenomenon known as "string theory" firsthand. Most today know this as String Law, but in 4885, it was still regarded as a mere theory, begging to be proven.

Ahhh, Fall. For those creatures relegated to systems that produce only a single season, the joys of Fall are somewhat foreign. Foliage decaying into orange, red, and yellow, the air crisp and chill, but not too cold. The suns are a little whiter during the day and a little more ochre at sunset.

There's no shame in dumpster diving. The best of us have been on the receiving end of the scavenger life, counting our Space Bucks like each one is worth ten times their weight in gwolfs or abarduns. For DAY OLDS, life on the street became a part of their identity, the pride of living off of practically nothing (even when their albums sold in the trillions of units).

We've all heard the tired phrase, "What happens in Murkaatoo stays with you forever." It was a warning to those who came to the City of Sins and of the sinister. The actions that take place beyond this point will change the very molecules of your shell.

We've all heard the tired phrase, "What happens in Murkaatoo stays with you forever." It was a warning to those who came to the City of Sins and of the sinister. The actions that take place beyond this point will change the very molecules of your shell.

The Great Disillusionment was a progressive movement among certain sectors of the Universe. One that sought to illuminate those who had lost their way. The aforementioned disillusionment was due in part to the intergalactic ban on music by Lord Prosect, certainly an event to put a damper on everyday life.

For most civilizations, automation and the reliance on intelligence systems, is a blessing. Dangerous or repetitive jobs are left to automatons who lack emotion and rely on mechanical reflexes and orders to maintain competitive markets and free creatures to pursue other paths.

Nectarines On Neptune was all that remained of the crew of the Neptunian Peace Corp. Their mission to establish contact with the final planet of Milky Way Galaxy Solar System 62586, was indeed successful, but due to limited technology, there would be no return and no reinforcements for some time.

The difference in live energy and unimaginable death took place in the space of only a millisecond. Leaning one way or the other did not result in favorable outcomes either. It was this precision that was the tenet of Rot Blast's musical odyssey.

From the icy realm of Xeeroks came The Thing! Was it organic? Was it sentient? Dear Audionauts, we might never know whether beatmaker The Thing was a cute furry Quby or a horrifying Zurloor and this was because The Thing was whatever it needed to be.

Luna Del Ray had been born under the rays of a brilliant Moon Beam, the rarest of celestial events. Light from two suns must intersect at the precise moment in order to thrust the reflection from any moon towards the planet it orbits. Luna was of poor stock; her family a long line of muck farmers.

Happy New Earth Year! For those who celebrate Planet X Day, we wish you our sincerest condolences. For, you see, dear Audionauts, Planet X is not a place you want to be. Every year, on January 1st, a portal somewhere in the universe splits open, revealing the terrifying, nightmare-soaked world of Planet X.