Orbiter
Type: Archival Photo Print*
Size: 12 inches by 12 inches (30.48cm x 30.48cm)
Material: E-Surface
Moons will never be the star of the show. Always second fiddle to the more organized, mostly harmless, older sibling of habitable planets. While moons themselves are, and continue to be, habitable, their attraction seems to be in their exoticism rather than pure survivability. Whether that's vacationing on the beaches of M'ilii XIII or curled up with a warm blanket in the mountains of Kxillyrty, the moment is fleeting, and the locals could not be less happy. Orbiter, a quartet who each hailed from their own destination moon, were fed up with their small slice of life being overrun in the optimal months with bumper-to-bumper tourists speaking too loudly, leaving their garbage in their public conservatories, and clogging daily life with a foul odor. A fateful meeting at an intergalactic support group for fellow "townies" led to a fusion of ideas. While the first few involved a lot of violence or comedic revenge, they finally settled on blasting the tourists out of their homes with some tasty homemade beats. Funded by multiple local Rotary Clubs, Orbiter set out to make music so contagious that tourists would dance themselves into a stupor and refuse to come back, lest the spell of infectious melodies kidnap them. Their self-titled debut, and, as we are about to find out, only album, quickly disrupted the tourism industry. Instead of annoying families of four taking up sidewalks, restaurants, and cultural sites, the residents would be free to experience these comforts. But, dear Audionauts, while order was restored to the moons of destination, the music had already begun to affect those who had made these paradises their home. Soon, too, did they depart, the earworm of Orbiter thwacking around their brains, wondering if they could ever lose the sounds if they just moved further and further away. Many moons lost their glitter during the ensuing millennia, though the album had sold well initially. Orbiter was never heard from again, a pity due to the power of their tasty beats. But, as the closing track asks, "Was it worth it?"
*All prints are made to order and shipped directly to you! This is not a real vinyl album.