Interstellar started on a band that reached its own wormhole. After long struggling on the seemingly neverending abyss, some kitschy courtship saved those days and pull us out. It turns out that the kitschy courtship have been used by another wormhole to give us another chance. So we need a lot of regeneration time to recharge the interplanetary solar system's pal pal foot foot, in order to learn kobaian language. With the help of twentieth century musical instruments and unfamiliar chants, we are now still really really can't remember what is happening around us lately.
WE ARE COMING VERY SOON
promises are promises.
and we promise we'll upload them soon.
