They’re the ones playing the music, in casting his reverence screened them carefully, choosing mainly students of the conservatory, with only Little Chuck Berry coming from the punks, his reverence took him because of his sense of rhythm, overall education was not a deciding factor, the main thing was to look good on stage, and, naturally, no Jews, no Mongols, absolutely no blacks—in a word, real fascist scum, but the people like it.
His reverence gets himself psyched-up in the dressing room, swallows some kind of pills, drinks a lot of decaf coffee, and loudly recites something from De Holy Bible, telling the interpreter to repeat after him, the interpreter stays darkly silent, which winds up his reverence even more, he begins to show the first signs of God’s revelation, which with him i
