There’s currently a story on the web about Dave Mustaine, of the bands Megadeth and Metallica. I’m not a particular fan of metal so I don’t really know their music but apparently he used to do a song called The Conjuring. He’s now refusing to perform the song because it contains instruction for hexes. Word is he’s now found religion and doesn’t want to sing a song about what, we can only assume, he sees as the opposition. Or some bollox like that.
To be honest there are more complete instructions for a magickal ritual in Chapter 23 of The Hidden Masters and the Unspeakable Evil if you are feeling so inclined. A bit of vague guidance on placing the parchment and lighting candles with a reminder to use the eyelash from a black cat and a straw from a broom isn’t really going to get you banned from heaven. But that would be because heaven is as fictitious as my novel. (Oops, sorry, did I lead some people to believe that Nigel, Clint and Wayne are real?) I don’t fancy fighting anyone’s cat for one of its eyelashes, I know who’d come off worse, and I’ve never seen a broom made of straw!
In a complete reversal of the situation, in my early days of hanging out with occultists (as we used to call ourselves) a friend of mine had been a singer in the folk clubs during the sixties and seventies. He had a massive repertoire because he had to be prepared to perform almost any request from the audience. He used to do a fantastic rendition of The Old Rugged Cross that he hammed up in such a schmultzy style that is was a real pleasure to hear. It’s not about the song, it’s about the singer.
Then we would go in the back room and conjure Lucifer. ;o)
If you want to know more about the Hidden Masters and the Unspeakable Evil here are some extracts:
Until the second edition comes out you can still get the first edition, complete with the original typos, from Blackwells