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THE HIGH PRIEST OF HALLELUJAH Has: >Murder by lightning bolt. >A villain-a radio evangelist/messianic fiend named Brother Earl.>Jackson Blake, a heart-broken widower saved from self-destruction by a duck. >Near-death by tedium (just one little chapter about a committee of intellectuals). A desert sage-a sand-sung Indian mystic named Glory Hallelujah. >A night in a Phoenix topless nightclub called The Naked Rose. >A night of lovin’ in the back of a pickup truck. >The surreal darkness of the Mountain of Three Days where the Legions of Death are confronted by rage and metaphor. >Our hero defending a lady from assault by a barroom motorcycle gang: with nose bloodied and fists at his side, Jackson scatters the ruffians with poetry, …a tear, a child-song memory / bird-call truths singing through the meadowland. And >Resounding, rewarding resolution of a farcical plot. Whew. You’ve just got to trust me on this-open your mind and your heart and you’re in for a memorable encounter with satiric humor, poetically rich emotion, and artful storytelling.
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THE HIGH PRIEST OF HALLELUJAH Has: >Murder by lightning bolt. >A villain-a radio evangelist/messianic fiend named Brother Earl.>Jackson Blake, a heart-broken widower saved from self-destruction by a duck. >Near-death by tedium (just one little chapter about a committee of intellectuals). A desert sage-a sand-sung Indian mystic named Glory Hallelujah. >A night in a Phoenix topless nightclub called The Naked Rose. >A night of lovin’ in the back of a pickup truck. >The surreal darkness of the Mountain of Three Days where the Legions of Death are confronted by rage and metaphor. >Our hero defending a lady from assault by a barroom motorcycle gang: with nose bloodied and fists at his side, Jackson scatters the ruffians with poetry, …a tear, a child-song memory / bird-call truths singing through the meadowland. And >Resounding, rewarding resolution of a farcical plot. Whew. You’ve just got to trust me on this-open your mind and your heart and you’re in for a memorable encounter with satiric humor, poetically rich emotion, and artful storytelling.