There’s a lot of talk about the devil these days, members. He’s in the details, inspiring cake, going down South to bust local musicians’ chops. But whereas Lucifer rattles around some skulls as one vile, retributional fuck, members have different ideas on the matter, ideas which could be said to jive with Anton LaVey, the original sexy satanist. For LaVey, the ‘Devil’ is a fiction that keeps humanity from recognizing themselves, a tool of psychic vampires to proliferate stupidity, solipsism, and herd conformity. So this week, if you find yourself in Georgia with a fiction getting in your face about your fiddling skills, remember to close the book, get Aesthetic, and keep playing as loud as you can.