He coasted along the American Continent from the 60th degree of northern latitude, till he fell in with the Gulph of St. Lawrence, which he continued to navigate till he perceived the water to freshen;

Soon metalheads would invade the narrow pit between the stage and seats, often climbing over rows of seats, to start a long series of walls of death, stage divings, crowdsurfing […]

In many Xhosa households, Wednesday is umngqusho day. It's the way we all grew up. Like Fridays in the Eastern Cape are always dumplings with meat day.

These supertalented people are failing to aggregate a large audience, and everybody is looking for answers.