Playing music

I love when you can "hear" the frequency of anything (and everything) vibrating. I put "hear" in quotes because I'm still not sure if I'm actually hearing these frequencies or if my ear (unobstructed by the usual barriers/filters) is implying them when in a "trance". I've spent hours on my back porch playing along with the tones I get when looking(listening) at(to) planets/stars.

I'll agree that I really like acoustic instruments whilst tripping, but synths (guitar and otherwise) can really get me giggling when they tickle the ear.

 

yeah you can hear with your skin (Bones resonate, skin dampens the resonance. We are a speaker, and a microphone)

 

I remember tripping with a big group of friends back in the day and sitting down and playing the piano was awesome, sounded like great music , I should add I dont play piano

 

I swear, sidney makes me often 'hear' through my neck, or the space just under my ear...

 

Thats weird man. Sydney makes me become hearing itself! Which is equally as weird really.
Psy what country you from bro? I always wondered such

 

United Kingdom, my friend.. North Wales to be precise.
We have an amazing psytrance scene here, but only for those prepared to snoop underground. Parties in the hills!
On that not it's 03:07 GMT - and I'm going to snooze.
Take care!

 

ah I love me some out door stompin'

 

God Bless you friend. My opinion of the UK gets better everytime I meet someone like yourself. Suprisingly, Ive talked to just as many of you as I have cool Americans.
Suprising to me, of course

 

I've played the piano on mushrooms, and I have absolutely no idea whether it sounded good or not. But I was feeling it, and my friend said it was nice. haha.

I think the thing to do is just flow, record it, and wait till you're sober to judge it.

 

Oh! Many thanks for the kind words!

I'm in the minority though. The U.K. on the whole (with the exception of nature and country side areas) is populated with gang-bound teens in tracksuits and burbery coloured hats with the sole intent of causing trouble, making people's lives hell and abusing drugs. They come in pairs or groups, and you know for a fact they wouldn't say boo to a goose if they were on their own. Really makes it a tough one for people like me to get along, with an image that blatantly yells 'alternative' and attracts these degenerates.

Less than a week ago I had a run in with 2 of the aformentioned - got threatened with a knuckleduster on a bus stop on a main road, of all places. People I know of but would never associate with - screaming at me to ''give them my weed'' (which I didnt have anyway) and I received a knuckleduster tapped against cheekbone. Only fairly lightly, but that's beside the point seconds before a bag carrying headphone wearing pedestrian didnt turn up when he did (causing them to move on), heads would of rolled and mine wouldn't of been one of them. They left saying ''next time (my name), next time..''.

It's just the comeupance that prevents the pressurised individual from unleashing hell - you'll get it back twice as hard because they go round in herds, like sheep. Dress the same, sound the same, and make me very VERY angry. For I know that one on one I would annihilate.

Bottom line is the streets of the United Kingdom are typically populated with council house living scum.

..but I'd say I'm getting the upper hand in the underground.

(the music, the people, the minds and discussions that flow between, the classes of drugs in their purest forms, access to psychedelics, my mantra, the things I'm on to that'd just sail over their heads - chavs are best left on their ego trips, sniffing what they 'think' is cocaine, smoking a block of reprocessed carcinogenics which they refer to as 'weed'...)

 

Haha, chavs. Honestly it doesnt sound much different than Philadelphia, at least concerning the white kids trying to be hard. When you get deeper into the North or South sides of the city though, the people will take you on alone. It's amazing to see how cultured this city here is, some of the best music imagineable, some of the coolest and most beautiful people, walking around right in the midst of the most gun violence in the country. I believe we've been murder capital number 1 for the last 2 years? Maybe even 3. I remember when I lived in S Philly and was watching the news, some kid around 12 years old (give or take) was riding a bike across an intersection, and some dude got pissed that he had to wait a few seconds before proceeding, so he steps out the car and blows the kid away, unleashing several shots in his body, then got back in and kept driving as if nothing unusual happened. Ah, the city of brotherly love! :tongue:
God Bless +

 

Makes me sick.

 

Me too, it's very sad that the local news has always been filled with murders and crimes. There's so much violence that the majority of it doesnt even get reported.

 

Isn't it just.
People doing things way beyond words and getting away scott free.
Amazingly sour to think that there are rapists and paedophiles (f*ck, even pederasts) who are free to walk the streets because law hasn't clocked them..
yet if you're seen smoking something that's even slightly longer than a cigarette, regardless of what type of person you are, they'll jump on you like a pack of wolves and look down their noses at you as junkie scum.

I'd say the World is getting out of control;
but it's been out of control for a long time.

 

"Somthing slightly longer than a cigarette." I like that .

 

Me too.
Makes me feel sqwiffy.

 

My guitar plays itself on acid and my fingers move autonomically...theres a direct correlation between my mind/lsd/and musical composition.

 

Last night I was tripping and their was an orchestra of color behind my eyelids.

when i was playing my guitar it seemed as if my fingers turned into ants and the guitar was just a mound of dirt.

 

i guess i was tilling the soil. TRIIIIIIIIIPpPPPPPPPPPPPyY

 

i love playing music on lsd, the first time i did i played the organ while my friend played guitar, i was like iceman, i was taking the notes and textures out of the air and making them manifest in front of me like iceman's path of ice, and all the while slipping and sliding on it through the open space. then it turned into some sort of chinese dragon that i was riding/controlling/hanging on for dear life as it was way too powerful and my friend was like the snake charmer summoning the dragon. know what i mean? the communication and intimacy through playing music together on lsd was such a strong feeling, i cant wait to do it again