Time wasting.
Ever see that episode of Lost In Space when they're rushing to get the piece-of-shit Jupiter 2 spaceworthy before the planet they've been living on for an entire television season explodes beneath them? Yeah, well ... that's sort of where Big Green is right now. No, a stereotypical t.v. gold miner named Mister Nerim is not fracking the Cosmonium out of the living rock beneath us (at least, not yet), but it's nearly as bad. Our corporate label, Hegemonic Records and Worm Farm, Inc. (also known as Hegephonic) has arranged for an interstellar tour to support the release of our most recent album, Cowboy Scat: Songs in the Key of Rick , which - while it hasn't done squat down here on earth - is selling briskly on Aldebaran, I hear. (Great music always finds its audience. And, well, ours does, too, if it travels far enough.) Of course, Hegemonic subcontracted the tour arrangements to some underworld figures, as they typically do. That has its upsides, like ... I do...