In an age where technology has evolved and creative works have begun to transcend their creators. Now that AI can weave words and even create music, where does "music" fit in as a form of human enjoyment, expression, and ritual? Techno, the electronic music of choice, is made by humans, but no longer plays for humans; it has begun to take on a life of its own. WIGHT - a forgotten being, a nameless existence. Perhaps we have already become WIGHT. That is why we dance. We must dance. We make sounds as if we are being enslaved, and our veins pulsate like circuits. We keep dancing, like a celebration, like a ritual.