Most people call me The Orbital Garbageman. I don't think that it accurately describes me or what I do, but since everyone calls me by that name, I've adopted it. I think that it is more accurate to say that I am a collector and purveyor of rare artifacts. Now, in the year 2099, there are an estimated 2,000,000 pieces of "space junk" or "space trash" in orbit above the Earth. In my tiny dual-seater orbital spacecraft (which is itself constructed of cast-off and discarded parts) I cruise the skies with my Beagle Waldo (who has a good nose for smelling out valuable pieces of trash), looking for items to sell in my shop back at Orbital City. You wouldn't believe the stuff we have found! Everything from items lost by the early space explorers, to pieces of 1960s-era furniture, cats, dogs, an alligator, dead satellites, jewelry, atomic weapons, even a used prophylactic. It's a dangerous line of work, but I make a handsome living selling my found oddities.
loops by International Garbageman, Fever Spoor
A.M. Salad (Keith Childress) -- electronic sounds
Hal McGee -- Moog Voyager synth and Ring Modulator
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