MÖTLEY CRÜE CALLING

The perfect world...little waterfalls tinkle cheerfully down the hillside and rabbits and chipmunks scamper playfully in the long grass of the sun-dappled meadow; bluebirds tweet their happy tweeting high in the linden trees, and all the men look like Mötley Crüe!! Art-wrecko cherubs squeezed into dead black cow, looking like life-size ads for Frederick’s of Hollywood’s fetish department, their heels stilettoed, their wrists studded, their chests chained, their crotches armored, and, topping the lot like a maraschino cherry on a chocolate gateau, the most unacceptably glorious brightly dyed shag cuts this side of the early ’70s!