FISH REQUIRE MADNESS...
...somewhere in between a mirror and a caged tank...a rumble fish will either kill itself or seek to destroy another...so, that's what the Motorcycle boy told his little brother Rusty James in the movie...
...was always mesmerized by the sound-track score composed by Stewart Copeland of the Police. The black and white clouds pile up with that off-key harmonica inducing the color-blind visions of big brother in a brilliant gray. Day-dream love over ticking clocks...the school daze...the girl friend...time spent on pause...
...a snug shot of an infinite gaze...moonstruck. Most eyes seem fazed upon the mountains ten millions miles upon the moon. My voice comes beyond waves and eventually i can only feel what i have to say...there is no sense in speaking it. Every word you say out loud is tracked by lovers. The lovers are consumers. The marketers want to consume you, while the buyers want to rate you, and they are the lovers and the haters...
...THE INNOCENT ARE THOSE WHO WANT TO FREE THOSE RUMBLE FISH...let them run free in the river...and the Motorcycle boy was shot dead on the ground when he finally discovered the rest of the world views hIm as insane...
...somewhere in between a mirror and a caged tank...a rumble fish will either kill itself or seek to destroy another...so, that's what the Motorcycle boy told his little brother Rusty James in the movie...
...was always mesmerized by the sound-track score composed by Stewart Copeland of the Police. The black and white clouds pile up with that off-key harmonica inducing the color-blind visions of big brother in a brilliant gray. Day-dream love over ticking clocks...the school daze...the girl friend...time spent on pause...
...a snug shot of an infinite gaze...moonstruck. Most eyes seem fazed upon the mountains ten millions miles upon the moon. My voice comes beyond waves and eventually i can only feel what i have to say...there is no sense in speaking it. Every word you say out loud is tracked by lovers. The lovers are consumers. The marketers want to consume you, while the buyers want to rate you, and they are the lovers and the haters...
...THE INNOCENT ARE THOSE WHO WANT TO FREE THOSE RUMBLE FISH...let them run free in the river...and the Motorcycle boy was shot dead on the ground when he finally discovered the rest of the world views hIm as insane...