The Lost Boys present: The Lost Boys
Mr. Wix RFH Delfos DJ Wannabeastar Yuki EL Rub-a Dub MykroMag DJ Zender
Once upon a time in a land not quite so far away a select small group of people had every single thing to say. Elitism's their regime's main theme for keeping minions at bay, but who'd give up that power if you have it, anyway? Tossing girls and boys away like kids would do with toys, killing all things fresh and new with their booming veto voice. No hope for revolution with all your banners gone, what can you do but bend your neck and hope it won't take long? All pretty faces from the smallest of places calling on them for their moments of fame, all these pretty faces of all different races somehow all end up exactly the same. They abuse to amuse, they have nothing to lose, the way they seduce they don't need an excuse. These boys are so brilliant, these boys are so fair. Not that you'll ever see what with the masks they wear. Sprouting from nowhere and on their way back there, all the while clinging to the camera's light flare. Welcome to the scrapheap of all things dear and dead, precious things and gorgeous things not loved but banned instead. See what happens to the flowers after they have bloomed, see their dried up stems and their sunken eyes so doomed.
