The show is over. The audience get up to leave their seats. Time to collect their coats and go home. They turn round... No more coats and no more home.

It's many (many) years since I last held the cover of Space Ritual in my hands; I recall pouring over the detail of this veritable palimpsest of cut & paste in a state of general hammered-ness pondering the glorious implication of it all. Why fear death? It's the most beautiful thing about life! I remember with a certain clarity; and, as I say, the above Show is over... quote. Of course it's not beyond the bounds of possibility that I'm getting it mixed up with something else entirely, but I'll look it up when next the opportunity presents itself - maybe the next time on my hands & knees raking though the second-hand vinyl in Action Records in Preston.

Elsewhere, I've mentioned the current issue of Mojo, on p. 24 you can read about the latest Hawkwind project, In Search of Space - The Return. It's worth paying the cover prive for the picture of Brocky alone.