Cry – Plakala

On a quiet night the party feels different. The lights still flash, but the mood is heavier.

DJ Kangkine looks out at the crowd and shakes his head.

“Man… sometimes I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. They say we’re living through a great extinction. Forests burning, oceans warming, people fighting wars everywhere. And here we are playing music.”

DJ Doubloon slowly nods.

“Yeah… it’s strange. One minute you hear about suffering all over the world, the next minute scientists say they might resurrect an ancient predator like the Dire Wolf. It feels like science fiction while the world is hurting.”

DJ Paris Hilton leans into the microphone.

“That’s the weird part of this moment in history. We’ve got incredible technology and incredible suffering at the same time. Some people are dreaming about eternal life, while others are just trying to survive another day.”

The music softens for a moment.

DJ Kangkine:
“Maybe that’s why we play music. Not to ignore the pain… but to remind people they’re still alive.”

DJ Doubloon:
“Exactly. Even in dark times, humans keep dancing.”

DJ Paris Hilton:
“And maybe someday people will look back at this era and say it was the moment when humanity decided whether to destroy itself… or evolve into something better.”

The beat slowly rises again as the crowd sways under the lights. 🎧🌍

Slava Ukraine

At a late-night beach party, the speakers hum while the three DJs watch the horizon.

DJ Kangkine:
“The scientists say we’re living through the great extinction… species disappearing faster than ever. But I’m telling you, the story isn’t over. Technology is catching up with nature.”

DJ Doubloon:
“Exactly. Everyone thinks it’s the end of the world, but it might be the beginning of something new. They’re already talking about resurrecting extinct animals. Imagine that. The first one they keep mentioning is the Dire Wolf. An ice-age predator walking the Earth again.”

DJ Kangkine:
“So extinction today… resurrection tomorrow?”

DJ Doubloon:
“That’s the dream. If we can bring back a Dire Wolf, who knows what comes next? Mammoths, saber-tooths… maybe one day we even crack the code for eternal life.”

DJ Paris Hilton: (raising her headphones with a smile)
“You guys are thinking too small. Humanity’s been chasing immortality forever. If science and AI keep accelerating, eternal life might be closer than people think.”

The crowd cheers as the bass drops.

DJ Doubloon:
“To the future! To resurrection tech!”

DJ Kangkine:
“And to hope, even in dark times.”

DJ Paris Hilton:
“Turn it up for the whole planet… and for Ukraine too.”

DJ Doubloon:
“Slava Ukraine!” 🎧🔥

A Captain From the Ukraine

DJ Kangkine:
(needle drops, low vinyl crackle)
Listen to that beat, Doubloon. Heavy. That’s the sound of a city holding its breath.

DJ Doubloon:
Yeah… bass like rubble settling. Everyone loves the drop, nobody talks about the rebuild after the speakers blow.

DJ Kangkine:
Funny thing about war—
people think it’s epic.
Like a Nintendo game. One button. Boom. Reset.

DJ Doubloon:
(smiles sadly)
Press A to destroy.
There’s no button for put it back the way it was.

(Music fades. Captain Kane steps forward.)

Captain Kane:
Let me tell you something, folks.
Destroying something is easy.
Any idiot with a button can do that.

(General Joe joins him, arms crossed.)

General Joe:
Wars are fast.
Rebuilding is slow.
Years. Decades. Sometimes generations.

DJ Kangkine:
That’s the part they don’t livestream.

DJ Doubloon:
No soundtrack for pouring concrete.
No medals for rewiring schools.
No victory screen for trauma healing.

Captain Kane:
Anyone can level a city.
Try rebuilding a hospital.
Try rebuilding trust.

General Joe:
Try rebuilding a childhood that ended under shellfire.

DJ Kangkine:
Ukraine isn’t just buildings.
It’s kitchens.
Songs.
Grandparents arguing over soup recipes.

DJ Doubloon:
It’s farmers, coders, poets, DJs—
people who want boring peace more than glorious war.

Captain Kane:
Destruction makes headlines.
Reconstruction makes history.

General Joe:
And history isn’t written in explosions.
It’s written in patience.

(The beat slowly returns—softer, hopeful.)

DJ Kangkine:
So yeah, you can smash the controller.

DJ Doubloon:
Or you can pick up the pieces
and learn how to build something that lasts.

Captain Kane:
Anyone can break the world.

General Joe:
It takes a grown civilization to rebuild it.

(Music rises. Not triumphant—steady. Human.)