Strutting in the wake of the sound rigs, riding the soundwaves
Sweet young raptors borrow their songs from the music machines
Modern mermaids fishing for lost souls in a stormy human sea
Hurricanes of flesh come crashing at their scaly feet
Wanderers and castaways caught in the mayhem crying for salvation
Lured by the music they fall prey to the barbs of their sharp smilies
Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2015 Carnival Gallery