Like an ancient astronaut morphing through a stargate of dimension, fluff pup soars through rckt wrck in both broken collage and distracted DJ. Tundras of misunderstanding that makes us all human. Looking in each others’ eyes. Something like that wasn’t, though. Prank gone historic. Pretending like this all once existed in a count-down. Father Carlos Voka says, “Despite being incredibly plastic.” Hoko Sounds is flying in for the weekend. Look ‘em in the fucking eye: