Dan Dare at the Cosmos Ballroom
John Hartley Williams, 8 July 2004
“... takes hold of me. I’m pulled into the thickening throng, begin the clumsy hop, a spaceman’s Morris dance to music that is rhythmless and sweet, and hear the Mekon raving from his dream of malice: You’re wrong. So wrong! And wrong again! How good the wrongness feels. The one who holds my wrist stands next to me. I take my helmet off, my suit, my ... ”