An eldritch glow back lights the stars. Slowly, the pillar begins to throb; ochre putrescense bathes the supine form. Such is the emergence of the newest offspring of the elder gods. Reverend Chum. Wielder of the blood-red axe, his arcane riffs scream defiance to all that is unholy. Hear the rock power and tremble. Feel the distortion and quake. Witness the new order, acolyte of "Bob", disciple to Hicks, reveler in all that spits in the eye of preconception. Reverend Chum. "Taste the fury as I hack my way through all ideas of rock 'n' roll". And how can this be? For he is the quizatz-haderach?
"The Rev is so good, it's bad." - Charlie Christian