fivewordslong

Its the year 25025 and you find yourself in a bar at the center of the universe. Space-time is steadily unraveling at the edges of the universe, and soon this city, Poptronicore, will be all that's left.

As you drink your space whiskey two dudes take the stage, backed by an army of robots. Days later, their onslaught of history, rap, and pure awesomeness ends. The entire crowd's brains have melted out of their ears. The ordeal becomes a thing of legend. It eventually rides the seas of space-time back to the 21st century.

That is where we first heard of ourselves.

Now we stand on the precipice of something great, and we press forward with our mixture of psi-fi, lo-fi, and hip-hop. Its fivewordslong straight to your brain, fuck your ears.