THE CARNIVAL AT THE END OF THE WORLD, AFTER THE WATERS HAVE RISEN, THE IN BETWEENS FILLED TO OVERFLOWING AND THE WATERLANDS ARE EVERYWHERE, :FROM KAHN & SELESNICK. Now there follows: casual shots from performance fragments by the TRUPPE FLEDERMAUS, riders on the marsh, lost as they are in windings beyond the edges of the town, the village, the city, in the barrens, the half-lands, quarter provinces, the watermeadows, marginal traveler folk, stunted animal extinction, drowned worlds, downed trees, eroded into the sea, here we sing in the dead neighborhoods, abandoned suburbs, forgotten carnivals, of dead dreams and passing things.