OK Now. Pay attention. While Matt is off brushing his teeth, let's start the incantaions. Didn't want to scare the poor boy with all that "eater of raw flesh" stuff. Don't want to tie him down if we don't have to. Shame he doesn't drink...Oh well. Here goes:

Dionysou thymiama styraka

Kiklêskô Dionyson Eribromon, Euastêra, Prôtogonon, Diphuê, Trigonon, Bakcheion, Anakta! Agrion, Arrêton, Kryphion, Dikerôta, Dimorphon! Kissobryon, Taurôpon, Arêion, Euion, Hagnon! Ômadion, Trietê, Botryêphoron, Ernesipeplon! Euboleus, Polyboulos, Dios kai Persephoneiês Arrêtois lektroisi teknôtheis, Ambrote Daimon Klythi, Makar, phônês, hêdys d' epipneusoon amemphês Eumenes êtor echôn, syn euzôoisi tithênais.

I translated it for the blues singers among us
To Dionysos With storax incense

I summon Dionysos the Loud Roarer, He Who Cries Eua, Firstborn, Two-Natured, Thrice Born, Bacchic One, My Lord! Wild One, Unspeakable One, Secret One, Two-Horned and Two-Formed One! Ivy-wrapped, Bull-faced, Martial Reveler, Thou Pure One! Eater of Raw Flesh, Lord of Biennial Rites, Bearer of Grapes, Wearer of Green Shoots! Good Councilor, Frequent Councilor, Child of Zeus and of Persephonê When They joined in an ineffable Union, Thou immortal Spirit! Hear Thou, Blessed One, my voice, and gently breathe Thou upon me Kindheartedly, with Thy fair-girt Nurturers.