i came up with this concept album idea a few years ago revolving around people of this fake company which sells customized realities for the ultra rich when they are close to dying. basically, a personalized "matrix" for some who reject the afterlife or vice versa.
but the twist would be that there is no matrix, and the bodies/brains of the deceased are just being tossed away while their estates pay for an afterlife that does not exist. a very theranos situation where they don't have an actual product to sell. but the founder/ceo is playing god, much like our current technocrats.
the album would have been about, ego, wealth inequality, class consciousness, religion - cults (idea of selling heaven); the intersection of tech, religion, metaphysics, and wealth.
recently ive been trying to break of the invisible rules i put upon myself which it got me thinking about this mysticism people hold for the curation algorithm. people live and depend on it like commandments from god except every other week god comes down and changes the entire thing and tells nobody about it. and ive been treating it like got to the point where an invisible rule i've set is not to make music i wouldn't know how to promote (aka easy to push into the algo), but that's lead me think of myself as a meme producer making meme music. (then i proceed to not make any content for it. good work daniel)
the really awesome thing about art is that it does not have to answer to anyone. and i've been thinking about my art as a product for far too long i've forgotten why i even did this in the first place.