LUXURY LEX is the first class passenger on board the private jet that soars
off into the sunset. Cutting a dashing figure through a cabaret in Berlin,
a nightclub in London, a spectacle revue in Tokyo or a shit hole dive bar in
New York, he is an enigma of legendary style and glamour. The nubile sex
slaves of his harem declare him a horse-hung god, but audiences across the
world know him as the debonair gender-bending chanteur standing alone in the
spotlight, with the honey-sweetened voice of an angel rising from his glossy
lips. With devastating chic and a glass of champagne in hand, LUXURY LEX
casts a world-weary gaze at his fans across the darkness and sings the song
of the sublime.