Intergalactic Groove Command: The Sonic Redemption

Founded: 2022
Headquarters: New Orleans (Earth Sector, Milky Way Galaxy)

The Story

Before the universe knew them as Intergalactic Groove Command (IGC), they were just seven scattered musicians, burned out from careers that never fully ignited.

Jerome Davis, a lifelong funk disciple, spent decades slapping bass in sweaty Louisiana clubs—playing backup for artists who never remembered his name. He’d been in a dozen bands, signed to small labels that folded, grinding out funk gigs in front of empty rooms while the world chased algorithms and viral dances.

Spaceman Vic was a jazz drummer who couldn’t find a home in the trap-dominated soundscape of modern New Orleans. He spent his nights working kitchen shifts, tapping syncopated rhythms on stainless steel counters, wondering if rhythm still mattered.

DJ Nebula had once toured as an opener for a few EDM acts but always dreamed of scratching vinyl, not pressing play. His turntable skills were seen as a novelty act in an era of autoplay DJ sets.

Rhymezilla was an underground MC with a cult following and no paycheck. His intricate space metaphors and battle raps got him respect, but not rent money. He’d been passed over for mainstream gigs, too “weird” for radio, too “real” for the fake.

Axel Nova, once a metal shredder, had been rejected by every label in the book—told he was too experimental, too funky for metal, too heavy for funk. He was a guitarist without a genre, until now.

Cosmo Keys, a synth wizard, spent years composing soundtracks for indie games no one played. He had racks of analog synths collecting dust, waiting for a reason to come alive again.

Velvet LaRue, a former backup singer for washed-up R&B stars, found himself stuck in hotel lounges, crooning the same ballads to dwindling crowds. His voice deserved better—and he knew it.

The Formation

In early 2022, Jerome called a meeting at The Observatory Lounge, a tiny bar in the Ninth Ward known for late-night jam sessions and conspiracy theory rants. One by one, these outcast musicians gathered—brought together by shared frustration, cosmic ambitions, and the love of groove.

That night, over too many drinks and a beat-up Moog synth, they came up with a plan:

“If the universe won’t give us a lane, we’ll build a spaceship and fly over the traffic.”

The Sound

Intergalactic Groove Command was born as an experiment in sonic fusion:
- Old-school funk blended with modern rap cadences
- Vinyl scratches interwoven with space-age synth textures
- Live instruments holding it down while samples orbit overhead

The Mission

IGC’s mission is simple but universal: “Awaken the groove frequency in every lifeform.”

Their concerts are called Funk Transmissions and their albums are Sonic Archives. The grooves are heavy, the basslines are galactic, and the goal is clear—defy gravity, shake planets, and bend time with funk.

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The full album is coming soon, but the first transmissions are already live.

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