Rumari, prat.

This Saturday night, dive headfirst into the sonic whirlpool crafted by Rumari, prat., the enigmatic duo that's been setting the underground ablaze with their genre-defying soundscapes. Think the surreal atmospherics of Cocteau Twins merging with the raw, visceral energy of early Animal Collective—it's music that feels like a fever dream you never want to wake from. With doors creaking open at 9pm sharp, the stage is set at the city's best-kept secret venue. Snag your ticket now for a mere $15 in advance, because paying $25 at the door while queuing under the flickering streetlights of anticipation might just be the price of your new obsession. Miss it, and risk hearing only whispers of the night that redefined cool.