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This is where I apologize to Brightblack Morning Light. It's not that I don't like your deep burbly waterbed music--I do. The reason I left the Empty Bottle such a short distance into your set had nothing to do with you, and everything to do with Daniel Arcus Incus Ululat Belteshazzar-Higgs, who laid down a set of such glorious existential terror that any palate cleansing would feel like denial. He brings a snake-handling sense of hellfire to his lyrics of joyous dissolution in the Absolute (like Jalal al-Din Rumi on the brown acid), and I just had to go lie down for a little while. As I told Bill Meyer, I'd like to see an apocalyptic necromancy cage match between Higgs, William Elliott Whitmore, and David Tibet. Winner gets Raptured. Bill thinks Higgs would win. I'm not sure even the Almighty could withstand that solo mouth harp record without having to rethink a few things.

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