Libythth is a complex and bold form of electronic music made from noble, foot-squished grapes grown under the brown sun of Southern California. Its full bodied aroma of raspberry, chalk and toasted human hair with subtle notes of static electricity is sure to smother your olfactory lobes under a dirty horse blanket of unnecessary distortion. Hints of sassy licorice and zoo elephant define as well as obscure its fusty character to the delight of all parts of the face and neck. Finishing with a prolonged and loathsome alkaline aftertaste, Libythth will leave you and all of your clownishly dressed friends buzzing like a neon sign. Libythth is aged in flirtatious oak barrels hidden deep in a rental storage unit, tended around the clock by large, loud monks and guarded by a pair of tacky concrete lion statues. Please enjoy Libythth responsibly in a Y shaped glass with raw potatoes and hunks of deer meat or a fine aged chicken. Guaranteed to contain no Amen breakbeats, acid basslines or played-out junglist nonsense. Brrrap!