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Key in the ignition and minutes later you have street lights zooming past your eyes; rain gushing down the front of your windshield, your heater's broken so your hands are freezing on the steering wheel. Layered with chopped up vocal samples (We can't figure out if it's Antony & The Johnsons or some Motown acapella), layered keys, and hard hitting drums Rook Milo drives us into outer space in our clunky Subaru station wagon. This is 5 A.M. driving home from the club music, introspective at first glance, but when looking deeper it's a head nodding banger that needs no more description.