'The man, lost in a wonderland of rhythm and funk, horns, drums and his own eviscerating screams. You'll be thrilled to follow him as he wanders, purposeful and mapless - or at least you will be if you have enough sense to understand the power of suspending your sense to delve into your senses. In this respect Bring It Up becomes a Jungian injunction, though it's hardly clear whether that dour old Calvinist would have been able to get to grips with the charms of this full blown apostate Pentecostalism.'
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