Per Bystrom is Compound, the year is 2018. Among the ruins of Moonee Ponds, one man wanders the debris using his keen senses to scour for electrical fodder. He assembles the detritus into relentlessly abrasive and incendiary rhythms that insidiously burrow themselves deep into the cortex. Few are able to cope with this cognitive torment, can you? This summer, prepare yourself for Psychic Withdrawal.