(More of an outline of events rather than a Trip Report) 3 hits of unperforated Jerry Garcia blotter Went to the Furthur show on Monday and bought a ten strip from a girl on shakedown that was kind enough to give us a good price ($50-10 strip) for what turned out to be some good clean LSD. My girlfriend and I took three hits each about 45 minutes before the show. The energy at this place was incredible, you could feel the electricity in the air. Once the show started, it was on!!!!! It was non stop dancing from then on. I could hear voices coming through Phil's bass; it got strange for a little while but not in a bad way. During intermission I was so spun that I couldnt even communicate, it was very difficult for me to think of anything to say so I just sat there with my arm around my girlfriend taking it all in. And the second set just took it into high gear. Started off with Scarlet Begonias>Jack Straw and ended with Fire on the Mountain. Mind=Blown After the show we went to check out Shakedown again and of course the nitrous was there. These nitrous mafia guys really do ruin the vibe, they were straight thugged out gangster types and they meant business, they were pretty scary people. But I cant say much because I did buy two balloons lol. The nitrous+acid was pretty crazy. Me and my girl sat down near this other guy with a tank and right when I went to inhale this homeless crackhead guy crouches down next to us with a half empty balloon trying to sell it for $3. Worst timing ever, I wanted to punch him in his face although it was pretty funny. But the nitrous sent me in a time loop where like3 seconds of time kept repeating over and over; there was a balloon that popped during that time frame and I kept hearing that over and over and I couldnt stop laughing, it was pretty awesome. The rest of the night was spent having amazing sex with my girlfriend. All in all a fucking magical night
ahahahahah dude there isn't much that can or needs explaining about that night. pretty accurate summary though. and i remember hearing that balloon pop! some wierd shit... phil lesh really was doing some pretty powerful things - yet he remained cool and collected the whole time. masterful.
iv done nitrous alone and acid alone but never 2gether. seems like a truly mind blowing experience man. now if only there was more lsd around these parts...hard 2 come by here
do it for the forums prone! i think that the forumers have a thing or two to teach the deadheads. a lesson in love. funny thing is i was thinking about trying to head up to that show too man.... if only i wasn't completely fucking broke. i just can't believe that money could dictate something as powerful as being able to get into a show like that.
Man I would do anything to be able to go on tour. I felt the calling at this show. I feel like I must do this at some point in my life and its gotta be soon too because they wont be around too much longer. There are plenty of people that do it and I know that they are not all rich kids either. I heard plenty of people talking about going to the next show and saying they dont even have enough money for gas to make it there right now. My question is how do they do it? It seems like things just tend to work out for those that are brave enough to just go for it. I mean I know alot of people sell jewelry, clothing, food, drugs, etc. But it still seems that it would not be enough with the exception of drugs to be able to have enough money to stay out on the road. Looks like the only thing that seems semi-realistic for me would be to find a good lucy connect and sell it to support myself. Any ideas, suggestions, or comments?
fan base, that's how people do it. If you keep playing shows, like repetitively in the areas closest to you, you'll be able to tour. Say you play 30 shows in one state. Then after all that experience all you have to do is contact the venues you want in each state and get booked there, make sure you'll be paid enough for gas money, and go. I've been on this road
Uuuummm I dont think we are talking about the same thing. I was talking about ways to be able to follow Furthur on their tour, not ways to get a tour started for a band. There is already a very loyal and dedicated fan base for Furthur. But thanks anyways.
i saw furthur recently as well, and as spiral has said it was mind blowing. i, too, ate three hits of acid, but from two different batches. I had saved one hit from new years specificaly for this furthur show. It had jerry garcia's face on it, and it was some of the best acid i've ever eaten. i ate two other hits of that jerry strip...which was good acid, but definitely a head trip. the lot was chill before hand, i kind of wish i had been less stoned so i could have chatted with random dead heads. the lot was awesome. i got myself an amethyst necklace and the energy was amazing. there was some beautiful artwork and i really wanted to support the artists but its a good thing i didnt cuz i used a lot of money later. the show was amazing. the first set was good, and i danced my ass off. it was pretty short though. during set break i had the same experience as spiral. i was tripping so hard i wanted nothing to do but just chill in my seat and take in the beauty and the energy around me. i sure as hell wish i could have talked with the people around me or had the motivation to go down stairs to chat with some of my other friends who were on the floor, but i was stuck. all in all, i didn't mind being stuck. it was a 45 min set break...but then they came our raging it to scarlet begonias...HELL YES...the grooves were on and everyone was loving it. they even played the song i wanted to hear the most, eyes of the world. the second set was longer and just so much more energetic. i was sad when they closed with a cover, but it was still an amazing song. out on the lot my trip became weird. i won't go into much detail, but 4 days before one of my ex boyfriends had died, found dead with a heroin needle in his arm. he had gotten tickets to this show, one of my friends ended up with the ticket and another got in miracuously some how. i wanted to find one of em badly cuz shes my girl, but i think she was rolling her face off and after saying hi kinda forgot about me...didnt matter too much but did send me into my head. she left me and my boyfriend alone with this dude that was once roommates with my ex but someone i didnt really like. tripping and trying to make conversation i say, how was the show? mind you he is still dressed in suit and tie looking like a bro, but he had come straight from the memorial service to the show. he looked at me with this "are you serious?" look and said, "oh the show yeah it was good" and then proceeded to say, "i'm sorry i didn't see you there today." man this sent my trip just fucknn everywhere. more than anything it sent me straight into my head, and for the first time since i found out my ex had died did i realize he was actually gone. i didn't even want to be on the lot anymore, i was feeling bad vibes from everyone. my boyfriend was worried. we wandered across the street and looked at the beautiful city lights from this park in the middle of down town. it was beautiful. he helped me, so we went back to the lot. i still didn't have too much fun, but finally we decided to go to the other side of the lot, behind a school bus where there had to be at least six different tanks going. we went to the first one. it had to be the nitrous mafia, they were all business, making sure money was received and no love was felt. one of the dudes had this huge cut/scar thing around his left eye that i couldn't help but focus on freaked me out...there was no doubt in either of our minds that this was the nitrous mafia. the guy that was blowing the balloons up was taking a drag from each balloon, he will be a fucked up human if he isn't already. man the police had to be paid off because we saw them drive by and there is no way they didn't hear the tanks or the occasional balloon pop. this was my first ever nitrous experience, and it was the exact same as spiral's oddly enough the same scene repeated over and over. for me it was as i was inhaling i think things sped up and i thought these people were running by to tell people to hid their shit. so i proceeded to freak out and i remember ducking over and over and over...in between the ducks i would realize i was wrong but it was funny nonetheless. i heard the same balloon pop over and over again. and there were two guys on opposite sides of the lot talking to each other. but i couldn't understand em and i could only see their shadows. it was so weird though becuse my boyfriend was laughing his ass off and it seemed to me that the guys talking were saying the things he was thinking...which was why he was laughing...it was crazy. we walked the lot a little more, but i was still in my head. so we went back to our hotel room. after getting me out of my head my boyfriend and i had several of the longest giggle fits known to man. for no reason we would just burst out in laughter...either both at the same time, or one and then the other would join. to freak myself our i reminded us of the episode of 1000 ways to die where the man dies from laughing himself to death....eventually we calmed down, both got out of our heads, and ended up having some stellar sexual experiences...man acid and furthur equal perfection and acid plus sex with a lover equals perfection as well... i can't wait to see furthur again....so magical
I ate that Jerry face acid. I ate a bit of his mustache. Don't know if it's the same thing but it was also some of the best acid I've ever eaten. Good job at being fine, being stuck. Simultaneous laughing in a place like that while on acid can be very weird when you got tons of people frying. Things can get REALLY synchronized . That sounds like you both enjoyed the experience, congrats.
Scarlet Begonias>Jack Straw and ended with Fire on the Mountain. I think I'd better listen to Fire on the Mountain. Nice.
the first hit i was talkn about wasn't a sheet of jerry's face it was a double sided sheet of 60's shit with haight ashbury shit and all that jazz. but i got five hits of this stuff and my friend gave me the part of the sheet that had jerry's face there was only one hit that had jerry's face on it on that stuff... it was good like i said and the laughing was in the hotel room lol
well, you gotta want it first. then, you gotta go find it can't be finding direction around corners if your stagnant. a little guidance doesn't hurt either. yea man. things got REALLY synchronized. this is kind of a random rambling, but i don't want to go into too much depth into the experience or spend too much time puncutating everything because it doesn't feel right explaining something so powerful. there was a mecca of power there that i feel like needs extremely careful handling. but anyway... i ended up going in early with a bunch of older heads and camping out a spot in the front row. i dosed at the same time as one of them, although we were all dosing around 30-40 minutes before the show. none of my friends were able to get tickets, and while i was up there i felt a little isolated because even though the people were loving i still was having a hard time being around people i didn't know. i didn't want to rely on them and cramp their vibes too much, which sent me into a spiral in which i became more and more aware of the people around me and how i was affecting them. things got hot and heavy. the air got thick. when they first came on i was immensly disapointed with the first few opening songs. i had been anticipating this event with too much hype and expecting too much out of it. pure love is humble and without immoral desire. my disapointment was reflected before the show when someone told a joke about how jerry garcia died. totally out of line. everyone was longing for jerry. who were these people? why couldn't they live up to the expectations of the grateful dead? things became more and more intense as time went on, more disapointment fueled by desire. my thoughts were affecting everyone around me, and not everyone was taking it very well. although there were a few of them that understood what i was going through, and had patience. my actions and my wavelength rippled throughout the crowd. then, they played estimated prophet. this song has a loooooong, intense history for me. bob weir had to have known this -- he was the one leading the song at the time. i totally didn't want to face up to it at the time, but when your stuck in the front row with hordes of people behind you at the beginning of a trip there isn't much you can do but sit there and take it. i realigned myself, to a vulnerable state of love. then bob weir busted out his guitar solo at the end of that song. when he did this, my perception exploded. my consciousness rippled through the crowd. i saw things through the eyes of everyone. but it was painful. there was too much sorrow, too much expectation, too much. until the setbreak i stood and contemplated how i should handle this new power. was this real? why was there so much sorrow? if only everyone could understand and live in perfect harmony... but i guess, that is the essential question of free will. but anyway i began tripping out pretty hardcore and during the setbreak i was very spun just like the other two people in this thread said. i walked around the whole place and tried to find somewhere to mellow out. but there was nowhere. i went to smoke a cigarette, hundreds of people went to smoke a ciggarette. there was no escape. i wandered around the place for about 45 minutes trying to escape, when i realised i had been gone an extremely long time and the music still had not started. i decided i would have to just fall back into place and finish what i had started. i made my way back to the front row - everyone was worried about me. i told them i was used to other company and apologised. once i got back we all started cheering and they came back out and the show was on... my experience after that is pretty well reflected by the music. parts of it i felt like i was projecting my consciousness onto the band itself. although shortly after eyes of the world and women are smarter my body started tensing up and giving out -- i couldn't stand up anymore and i had to leave the front row and go lean up against a bar to the right of the stage, which caused some interesting vibrations. ironically, after i left they played cumberland blues. completely felt like the band was mocking me at that point. could be an illusion, but i might as well try. part of what was so amazing about this experience was that it was all about being able to see in yourself other people and how we are all connected. there were parts -- or well more like everything ahahahahah -- of the experience where everything i thought was reflected in one way or another by the people around me. the same was true for everyone, or atleast i like to think so. everyone's consciousness was projected onto eachother. we all fell into grace with eachother and dealt with it the best way we could. this was a true moment in history that caused ripples throughout reality which are still being felt and have far reaching consequences -- consequences which are unforseeable and dependant on the actions of the people that the ripples reach. this doesn't belong to the people who were at the show that day, it belongs to everyone. part of what is a restraining force though, is undue judgement. yea that's right you judgemental people.
