| Crazyfish
began his art career in a manner very similar to many prepubescent boys.
He'd draw aerodynamically improbably hot rods, gruesomely inappropriate
life forms, and genetically bosomed amazon woman of impossible proportions
from the Island of First Time Wet Dreams (please note: this was years before
the words Pam Anderson or Anna Nicole Smith were ever whispered into a
pillow).
But then one day, whilst whiling
away a sunny summer Sunday creating vast mud huts, tributaries and totems
to the greatest zzxjoanw
player the world has ever seen (whose name, sadly, young Crazyfish could
never wrap his linguistic ability around) a sound flowed into Crazyfish's
ears. It was a sound unlike any other. The words flowing earthward captured
his young imagination.
Young Crazyfish just had
to find out where this wondrous sound was soaring from. Even if it meant
he'd be ten minutes late for dinner.
There, in a car parked on
what was poetically called by lovers young and old, U.S. Route 45, Crazyfish
heard words that would forever change his life.
"I'd like to be under the
sea/In an octopus' garden in the shade/He'd let us in, knows where we've
been/In his octopus' garden in the shade."
This atonal caterwauling
from Ringo Starr transfixed the heretofore unfortunately tone deaf Crazyfish.
Ringo verbally painted a lush and dramatic seascape that forever changed
the impressionable young Crazyfish's life.
From that moment on he wanted
to be 'warm below the storm.' He longed to 'sing and dance around' knowing
they couldn't be found (which was quite a usual dream from our young hero
because, along with being tone deaf, his dancing left much to be desired).
Ringo's pharmaceutically enhanced vision of coral and waves and joy for
every girl and boy was all the imaginative Crazyfish needed. He knew his
life was to be forever changed and that he would do everything in his powers
to find this 'Octopus's Garden' of which his new guru sang praises.
Later, after heroic lifeguards
pulled him from the bottom of the ocean and cleared his lungs of sea water
and kelp (besides singing and dancing swimming wasn't one of Crazyfish's
talents either), he knew although he could never live in this mythical
'Octopus's Garden' he could dedicate his life to bringing the vision bestowed
upon him by that wondrous song to the world he could inhabit.
And there, my good folks,
is the story of Crazyfish and the denizens he creates to live in the 'Octopus's
Garden' of your choice. |