Sleepy Monkey

by Tommy Pedrini

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about

I believe that this album, and the phenomenon it is meant to capture, should come across as self-explanatory to anyone who has spent any amount of time online over the past year. Consider this a "soundtrack" to the augmented reality game that is "navigating a world which insists on dragging you, kicking and screaming, into an era of artificial digital scarcity." (Coming soon to your VR headset!)

In my life, I have (probably) written some good music. This is not that. (This is, in fact, the least interesting music I could come up with.) Here I have merely attempted to paint our polluted sensory landscape; to capture the bleak, abysmal sense of scrolling through hundreds or thousands of nearly identical and universally ugly images and being told over and over again that they are worth enormous sums of money in a perpetually-desperate attempt to convince you of their value. With this album, you do not even need to burn down a rainforest or induce a shortage of computer parts in order to experience a relentless deluge of meaningless sensory trash that exists only in service of meaningless hype, "flooding the zone" from every direction. (The grift itself might be called "artful," if it were not so utterly devoid of aesthetic.)

The pricing for each individual track (especially when compared with the full album price) also serves as a statement, an artistic reflection of the meaninglessness of the market (perhaps of all markets). I fully encourage you to support artists and to buy my work, but on the other hand: please do not buy this album, especially as individual tracks, unless you would like to truly and fully experience the sensation of "wash trading with a bunch of mysterious bots for money laundering purposes." (On the other hand, your money would go further in feeding my family than it would owning a piece of metadata that points to a JPEG.)

My sincerest hope and wish is that this work becomes so outdated and irrelevant so as to be unnecessary, the equivalent of a 1990s rap about Pogs or whatever.

©2022 Tommy Pedrini. All Rights Reserved.
"MINTING" OF THIS WORK OR ANY DERIVATIVE THEREOF FOR NFT PURPOSES IS EXPLICITLY FORBIDDEN.

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released January 2, 2022

As close to procedurally-generated as possible without any intelligence, artificial or otherwise.
Music theoretically by Tommy Pedrini
Art created by the algorithm known as David Frankel
With Jamphibious (Sleepy Monkey #55)

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Tommy Pedrini Los Angeles, California

Composer, vocalist, and marimbist specializing in videogames and animation. I also write & record songs as Cats on Mars.

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