Tour d'Horizon Restored

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Deeper into the puzzle that remains

Music and Wonder are two passions. Music is a sonic phenomenon, wonder is less easily summarized. There are more passions, but two is plenty to work with for now. Actually, in this revised incarnation of my superexposition, the remaining puzzle is about fictives, and this section is more about musics. Which is greater?

The music stories support artist's projects. The wonder stories seek their own destinies, or perhaps provide cautionary speculation.

CELEBRATIONS OF MUSIC:

The Dream and Journey of Juan Sánchez,

The Pond by the Old Cider Mill,

Mysteries of the Crystal Healer,

Giant Strides,

Music in Dreams (the lost stories reposted)

Medium Now (this is the current unfolding)

BrainVoyager

Igloo


IN MONUMENTS OF WONDER:

Start here: The Remaining Puzzle

This is how I brought about my own form of
music journalism: The Cassette Mythos

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