Just as prophesied, The Editors finally returns riding a lolcat with the whole unadulterated Word for the sideburned faithful! I have arranged care for my pets with the naked-faced and I’m ready for my rapture now please.
Just as the prophecies foretold. Premonitory earth tremors. Ultraviolet rings around the moon. Massive mysterious suicidal beachings of cephalopods around the world. The world’s first progressive country band performs a 37-minutes extended version of Orange Blossom Special with blatant quotes from Stravinsky and King Crimson. Ponies saunter into taverns everywhere and order a drink in well-polished Rumanian. The movie 2012 mysteriously and totally flops at the box office.
As the prophet(s), Theeds, foretold, when Ken Returns, the End is Near. As telepathically intuitive interpreters of The Eye of Agorn already knew back in 2006 when it was reprinted at long last.
I go now to set myself if not on fire at least on edge…
Actually, this isn’t bad for what it is. I mean, it’s workmanlike, but also has a bit of character, albeit not one that’s going to set Christendom on fire. I’ve heard worse from the hippie side of the aisle.