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.