The Reverend cut his teeth playing slide guitar to the predawn light of the desert sunrise while prowling around the big city shined a light on another kind of audience altogether. His preaching takes you on a road trip for the ears and eyes. It pours forth from his soul and is translated through his fingers. There’s dynamic and melodic compositions with searing and subtle guitar work, skilled improvisation, and a certain amount of chaos. Together with some very compelling and absorbing film projection, it guarantees an immersive and artistic experience without any sort of particular bone to chew or dogma to doubt. It just is.