THE VURT THEORY

Forget the fact that your best friend is half Dog;
forget the fact that you pay your rent in feathers;
forget the fact that you eat the daily news and your living next door to plastic people.

You have a gig in ten minutes and ten thousand freaks are waiting for you to pull a never ending fractal of sound from the Limbic Splitter, using the noises you were dreaming of last night. Your crew are on a mix of Cortex Jammers and Fluff and the half dead bouncer has taken a dislike to the scent of your portable flower clock.

Just keep one thing in mind...

It's all just a dream, it's just a dream.
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