Stray Sonata
Type: Archival Photo Print*
Size: 12 inches by 12 inches (30.48cm x 30.48cm)
Material: E-Surface
Much has been said, written, and broadcast about the unbelievable true story of Sad Dog. What we know is limited, and we’ve all heard the same story beats: after escaping from an intergalactic slave ring, the artist, who refuses to release her real name, was found in a dreary back alley, clutching a vinyl album; one that she had carried with her for almost a decade.
But before her rediscovery, before the midnight raid on the recording studio that plunged her back into obscurity, Sad Dog had vibrations of beats in her ears, her paws tapping the rhythm of dozens of tender compositions as she roamed the streets of cobblestone cities. She was given a modest contract to record several tracks for an EP that was to be titled Stray Sonata. The sessions were humming along at a modest clip, the executives eager to get the lead single out to radio stations and record shops.
Down & Out hit the airwaves in February of 4579, much to the delight of fellow creatures. She was on the fast track and the idea of an EP suddenly morphed into a double-album of guaranteed hits. A whirlwind ensued, and late nights behind a synthesizer began to take its toll on the young artist. She resisted the temptations of her fellow beatmakers and put her soul into finishing her 16-track masterpiece.
Then things started to get complicated.
A fur-laden bandit had come to collect his lion’s share. Like many young artists, Sad Dog had not properly read her contract, entrapping her in a deadly game that meant she would have to deliver on time, and with many Space Bucks, or be turned over to the executor of her musical estate: Mad Dog Shea.
A ruthless ruffian among a sea of thieves, Mad Dog Shea proved to have staying power, dipping his paws into many different ventures, including racketeering, interspace theft, and his pet project: musical prodigies. Hoping to go legitimate, in his words, he had signed a bevy of artists to unfair contracts, and when the artist inevitably could not deliver, they were sold into a slave ring, forced to bounce from planet to planet in service of mining, engineering, and manufacturing.
From those who claim they were there that fateful morning, the look on Sad Dog’s face was only of confusion. She had no idea what awaited her. Given almost no time to run, she furious pawed at the one thing within her reach: a copy of her only single.
Then things started to get slippery…
*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
Much has been said, written, and broadcast about the unbelievable true story of Sad Dog. What we know is limited, and we’ve all heard the same story beats: after escaping from an intergalactic slave ring, the artist, who refuses to release her real name, was found in a dreary back alley, clutching a vinyl album; one that she had carried with her for almost a decade.
But before her rediscovery, before the midnight raid on the recording studio that plunged her back into obscurity, Sad Dog had vibrations of beats in her ears, her paws tapping the rhythm of dozens of tender compositions as she roamed the streets of cobblestone cities. She was given a modest contract to record several tracks for an EP that was to be titled Stray Sonata. The sessions were humming along at a modest clip, the executives eager to get the lead single out to radio stations and record shops.
Down & Out hit the airwaves in February of 4579, much to the delight of fellow creatures. She was on the fast track and the idea of an EP suddenly morphed into a double-album of guaranteed hits. A whirlwind ensued, and late nights behind a synthesizer began to take its toll on the young artist. She resisted the temptations of her fellow beatmakers and put her soul into finishing her 16-track masterpiece.
Then things started to get complicated.
A fur-laden bandit had come to collect his lion’s share. Like many young artists, Sad Dog had not properly read her contract, entrapping her in a deadly game that meant she would have to deliver on time, and with many Space Bucks, or be turned over to the executor of her musical estate: Mad Dog Shea.
A ruthless ruffian among a sea of thieves, Mad Dog Shea proved to have staying power, dipping his paws into many different ventures, including racketeering, interspace theft, and his pet project: musical prodigies. Hoping to go legitimate, in his words, he had signed a bevy of artists to unfair contracts, and when the artist inevitably could not deliver, they were sold into a slave ring, forced to bounce from planet to planet in service of mining, engineering, and manufacturing.
From those who claim they were there that fateful morning, the look on Sad Dog’s face was only of confusion. She had no idea what awaited her. Given almost no time to run, she furious pawed at the one thing within her reach: a copy of her only single.
Then things started to get slippery…
*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
Much has been said, written, and broadcast about the unbelievable true story of Sad Dog. What we know is limited, and we’ve all heard the same story beats: after escaping from an intergalactic slave ring, the artist, who refuses to release her real name, was found in a dreary back alley, clutching a vinyl album; one that she had carried with her for almost a decade.
But before her rediscovery, before the midnight raid on the recording studio that plunged her back into obscurity, Sad Dog had vibrations of beats in her ears, her paws tapping the rhythm of dozens of tender compositions as she roamed the streets of cobblestone cities. She was given a modest contract to record several tracks for an EP that was to be titled Stray Sonata. The sessions were humming along at a modest clip, the executives eager to get the lead single out to radio stations and record shops.
Down & Out hit the airwaves in February of 4579, much to the delight of fellow creatures. She was on the fast track and the idea of an EP suddenly morphed into a double-album of guaranteed hits. A whirlwind ensued, and late nights behind a synthesizer began to take its toll on the young artist. She resisted the temptations of her fellow beatmakers and put her soul into finishing her 16-track masterpiece.
Then things started to get complicated.
A fur-laden bandit had come to collect his lion’s share. Like many young artists, Sad Dog had not properly read her contract, entrapping her in a deadly game that meant she would have to deliver on time, and with many Space Bucks, or be turned over to the executor of her musical estate: Mad Dog Shea.
A ruthless ruffian among a sea of thieves, Mad Dog Shea proved to have staying power, dipping his paws into many different ventures, including racketeering, interspace theft, and his pet project: musical prodigies. Hoping to go legitimate, in his words, he had signed a bevy of artists to unfair contracts, and when the artist inevitably could not deliver, they were sold into a slave ring, forced to bounce from planet to planet in service of mining, engineering, and manufacturing.
From those who claim they were there that fateful morning, the look on Sad Dog’s face was only of confusion. She had no idea what awaited her. Given almost no time to run, she furious pawed at the one thing within her reach: a copy of her only single.
Then things started to get slippery…
*All prints are made to order and shipped directly to you! This is not a real vinyl album.