End-of-Year 'Loose Ends Bother Me' Microreview in Three Sentences or Less:
If you know absolutely nothing about the Butthole Surfers and want a light (if often wrong) survey—by all means. There is no harm done, and I think Graham’s intention is pure; his impulse seems genuine in preserving the band as the true Texas, pituitary-fucked, psychedelic warlords they were (and are). The gnostic angle—something I’ve read/explored with more clarity in books about the Dead—is, sadly, undercooked at best, and ultimately the reason I bought the fucking thing in the first place.