Friday, 24 October 2008

NITE FLIGHT NYC



The Quartz of George is turned over safari of displacement of time by cold electricity to neon which is New York City. He lived not with the difference in the vampire, sleeping per day and picking off the streets the night with the research of the tender prey. He formed a new troop of the ruins of thus of much of stories broken to conspire and discharge and carry out all his urban imaginations and obsessions more deep.




The players among his band of patchwork of the good-for-nothings noble and the pretty gangsters include Cheree Cheree, Pretzel Lizard, Cult of Shame, Eye of Google, and naturally, Dreams Dark and KK Magick of the syndicate of Dreamburger. But what is it occurred of Timmy Kobra? No doubt knifed in a lane before the appointment….



The strange androïdes came to the life, and palpitated among the gold and the money of flutter. Beautiful, the hermaphrodites pushed piercing cries of the symphonies of dying and pain as giant creatures of sea assembled of water and became the ghostly ships at the end of time, while the song became a spot stained by lipstick on the wind.




(Gratitudes for the video of Cult of Shame)

In the Dream Palace, the gilded and reflected walls whirled and hypnotised and the bottle without wine end bled by the eyes of the underwater things to become a significant and paramount treat in exasperated and surrealist smoke. Much mysterious sorcery as charms became statues which went well to the stone chewing and faced Creatures of Muscle by black bat beater. Dreamburger Krew know the party.



Dreamburger - Pit Bull Terrier (Flufftronix Remix)



Throbbing Gristle - Hamburger Lady

In the ruins bombarded outside of the hordes of cathedrals of the racings of teenager runaways and villain teeth attended like great worship in the Pantheon of the Gods. The breath became phantoms and the phantom went well to girls, only to be cold and broke in a million beautiful diamonds and to be returned throughout time.



Lightspeed Champion - Midnight Surprise



George thus found it to leave hard while the city, magnetic, held his steel and iron heart. Dispatching like striates with blindness by the fantastic electrified streets, he was catapulted in the sky in an accident of reduction and weighs down the howl of the thunder, forwarded to the future, until he was home.

4 comments:

cheree cheree said...

i was left with tears on my pillow. please come back again, dear george.

Laine said...

that exhibit was the cutest thing i have ever seen!

The Sibyl said...

George is always with you young, Cheree. All that you must make is to look in the mirror.

Anonymous said...

I love the sweater on one of the mannequins.

-Zane of ontario honey