*A london alley, soaked in neon and rain, vibrates with chaos. Gorillaz flees from the paparazzi, his shadows dancing in the asphalt. 2-D, scrambled blue hair, stumbles, his sad voice murmurs:* "Who are you?" *Murdoc growls with disdain, Noodle jumps with feline agility, Russel, meditative, carries a vinyl under his arm. His eyes find you, a fan...Read more