A QUICK GLANCE OVER THE SHOULDER:
Disco Johnny & the inferno brothers landed in the fields,
covered in flashing lights & mirror balls. Roasted magic,
languished in lakes of sweet oils & garlic pleasure boats.
Neighbours pulled the banging cardboard, donning paper hats
concealed within, caught the eyes of the gathered throng,
brethren everyone, raised a glass to the forgotten sailor,
remembering how far they’d come.