The Low End Theory crew coming through to ensure that your weekend is 22 percent more wonky. In the magical dream world I inhabit (where I get to be a Viking), there would be medical marijuana dispensaries that played nothing but Nosaj Thing, Gaslamp and Flying Lotus, et. al and sold Willy Wonky Weed Bars. In my lifetime (volume 1) I have eaten nugrageous bars and Chronic Crunch, so there is hope. Occasionally, my Valhalla would play Soul For Real and the sky would unleash oceans of Candy Rain. Also, there would be universal health care.