There is, frankly, no English word that can describe the joy of watching the hirsute metal heads of Winny Puhh, a glorious musical group from the remote Eastern European nation of Estonia. Perhaps there is a word in Estonian. Instead, I am content to leave you with a haiku that might in some measure express the degree to which your mind is about to be altered:
Spinning drum kit whirls
Wrestling singlets for each one
Facial wigs: just be.