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An Impending Sense of Doom
Type: Archival Photo Print*
Size: 12 inches by 12 inches (30.48cm x 30.48cm)
Material: E-Surface
Like many bands in the Intergalactic Beets Project, stars play a significant role in the day-to-day lives of the creatures of the Universe. Whether for growing food, nourishing bodies, or collecting energy, its never-ending supply of uses is a testament to its construction and our ability to harness it. Except when the sun is poisonous, of course. For Flaming Globes of Sigmund, the much reviled and titular Sigmund was a source of pain. Sigmund referred to Dr. Maralutia Sigmund, an absolutely insane scientist whose quest to control the two suns nearest the planet Kruuger III led to a rogue spaceship crashing into the larger of the two giants (nicknamed Big Happy). Onboard was a deadly poison which infected the outpouring of formerly healing rays, infecting its smaller sibling Little Meany. Kruuger III bore the brunt of the horrible infection of the poison rays, driving the populace underground, among them, the members of Flaming Globes of Sigmund. An Impending Sense of Doom is a giant middle-tentacle to Dr. Sigmund and his selfish act (he was ultimately shot in the very sun he infected), a blistering 30 minutes of angry, vitriolic beats, until the closing track, Little Suns. Here is where hope springs, where new technology introduces the concepts of the “little suns.” Artificial sources of light that successfully neutralized the poison of Big Happy and Little Meany, opening the very crust of the Kruuger III and allowing the denizens to return. An Impending Sense of Doom is about the anticipation of annihilation, and the jubilation of relief, told through the fuzzy melodies and slick backbeats that Flaming Globes of Sigmund would utilize until, as they tell it, “the lights go out.”
*All prints are made to order and shipped directly to you! This is not a real vinyl album.
Type: Archival Photo Print*
Size: 12 inches by 12 inches (30.48cm x 30.48cm)
Material: E-Surface
Like many bands in the Intergalactic Beets Project, stars play a significant role in the day-to-day lives of the creatures of the Universe. Whether for growing food, nourishing bodies, or collecting energy, its never-ending supply of uses is a testament to its construction and our ability to harness it. Except when the sun is poisonous, of course. For Flaming Globes of Sigmund, the much reviled and titular Sigmund was a source of pain. Sigmund referred to Dr. Maralutia Sigmund, an absolutely insane scientist whose quest to control the two suns nearest the planet Kruuger III led to a rogue spaceship crashing into the larger of the two giants (nicknamed Big Happy). Onboard was a deadly poison which infected the outpouring of formerly healing rays, infecting its smaller sibling Little Meany. Kruuger III bore the brunt of the horrible infection of the poison rays, driving the populace underground, among them, the members of Flaming Globes of Sigmund. An Impending Sense of Doom is a giant middle-tentacle to Dr. Sigmund and his selfish act (he was ultimately shot in the very sun he infected), a blistering 30 minutes of angry, vitriolic beats, until the closing track, Little Suns. Here is where hope springs, where new technology introduces the concepts of the “little suns.” Artificial sources of light that successfully neutralized the poison of Big Happy and Little Meany, opening the very crust of the Kruuger III and allowing the denizens to return. An Impending Sense of Doom is about the anticipation of annihilation, and the jubilation of relief, told through the fuzzy melodies and slick backbeats that Flaming Globes of Sigmund would utilize until, as they tell it, “the lights go out.”
*All prints are made to order and shipped directly to you! This is not a real vinyl album.