By: Devin McKinney

Music as volatile as bare wires, as raw as a flayed body.

By: Devin McKinney

He gave an embryonic rock‘n’roll its supernatural cred.

By: Devin McKinney

John Holowach’s “Phone Call”

By: Devin McKinney

Pugnacious literary critic and civil rights activist.

By: Devin McKinney

He painted bizarre bone structure and fetal eyeballs.

By: Devin McKinney

Bounteous, macabre, and inexhaustibly mysterious stories.

By: Devin McKinney

Vlad the Impaler was happy to play the role of an absent God.

By: Devin McKinney

A reach for beauty to the exclusion of the world itself.

By: Devin McKinney

He gave himself to Tiny Tim, and Tiny gave himself to us.

By: Devin McKinney

He made it his business to be provocatively uncongenial.

By: Devin McKinney

An outlaw hero who found mainstream fame.

By: Devin McKinney

He gave Surrealism its smell.

By: Devin McKinney

The tubercular cousin in our family of vigorous visionaries.

By: Devin McKinney

The morose or blissful episodes of life as it is lived.

By: Devin McKinney

A convincingly defeatist song about the end of the world.