“Good morning, galaxy! This is the pirate wave. Bad news: you’ve all been switched off. Good news: I haven’t.”
The night the music stopped
Out in the Airwaves, the galaxy where sound carries through space, every planet is a radio station with its own song. Then the conductor machine Monotone decided there is only one right sound in the universe, a clean A at 440 hertz, and everything else is noise.
His Jammers switch the stations off one by one. The music dies, the planets turn grey, people whisper. Only one pirate station is still on air: DJ Volta’s little ship. With Bobina, her cassette robot, she turns everything up to full.
dear listeners. music has been switched off for your peace of mind. thank you for the silence.— Monotone