So in the waning days of the 20th Century, concert programmers and ticket-buyers alike have become informed and careful about what to sell and what to buy; to sift out the good new music from the not-so-good.

After walking the timeworn horizons out of Africa, I have entered a corrugated maze, a knotted crossroad of the world where landscape is read like sacrament, a labyrinth of echoing faiths called the Middle East.

Of things not properly belonging to the room, there was a hammock lashed up, and thrown upon the floor in one corner; […]

Around three hundred meters long and a little less than half as wide, the new shape was much smaller than the microplanetoid configuration.