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Sound communications from outer fringes of the devant-garde [discarded envelope, all pushed out; move along].

.. They play support to the not-seen-enough Kuupuu, also known by her real name of Jonna Karanka, a child of Suomi creating wild-eyed electronic sailboat songs for cats leaving to disport in unfamiliar precincts. Her voice beguiles through the confusions of sound - it is the ghost of Marc Bolan on the shore, a group of nodding white swans playing Tibetan bowls with their beaks. Not anthropomorph whimsy, do you mind, these are real cats, real boats, real swans; it really is the ghost of Marc Bolan. We are all saved.

...You do not need drugs for any of this [although there is much to be said for the creative properties of a rapidly-consumed fried egg sandwich]. Switch off your preconceptors, angle your ears and let the sound-forms manifest around you.They're trying to tell you something nice about the layout of the cosmos.