A fragrant protrusion manifests itself as a sound from ones and zeros. Once smelt, it replaces the oxygen in your blood with microscopic lemmings all bouncing about wearing silly hats. You feel ticklish and exultant, although this feeling comes not only from the miniature beings, but from the minefield of rubbery hot-air-balloons that seem to have spread themselves over a large sea of poutine. Squeaky cheese curds, molten and then transubstantiate themselves into more holy aromas. All for your nose. But smell with your ears, please.
Air date: 19/09/2021 19:30 - 19/09/2021 20:30