It’s been almost five years since the last time I caught Six Organs of Admittance. In 2006, Sir Ben Chasny toured with a raucous trio hailing cash cabs and Satan in one fell swoop. Of course, at that time Chasny was still fresh off his tenure with freak-out swamp prog fashioners Comets on Fire. Last Thursday, Chasny opted for a more intimate, fragile, mystic approach, armed with only his acoustic divining rod. Don’t get it twisted though, the set was en fuego. Lest you forget, dude can skate on fake ass folk perpetrators with nothing more than primordial energy. Just 15 minutes in, Chasny already removed some of the big toys from the chest, using “Bless Your Blood” (from The Sun Awakens) to rip a hole in the sky six, nay, five feet above the audience’s heads, all while clandestinely changing the shape of Uncle Slayton’s from a shotgun style listening room to the type of unicursal hexagram often used in sacred geometry and certain occult activities. Indeed, Six Organs in the live setting is, just like his recorded oeuvre, a wholly spiritual endeavor. It’s like finding the arc of covenant and opening it, but instead of finding fragments of the Ten Commandments, you get ancient Persian fragrances and a sack of peyote. And as if the evening needed any additional healing properties, Elisa Ambrogio of Magik Markers showed up to help close out the show with harmonic propulsion. Brutality ensued.