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I feel similarly. I'm a big fan of electronic music like Caribou, Fourtet, and Flying Lotus, though -- stuff with lots of variation, intricate rhythms, and unique sound textures. EM artists like The Field can even be highly repetitive with minimal variation without losing my interest if they're adept at employing the last of these qualities. The idea of falling asleep to music is almost an alien concept to me. It's not that I tend toward high energy music at all, it's just that if a song is beautiful I get swept up by it no matter the tempo. A song like The Field's "A Paw in My Face" however is a rare example of music I can fall asleep with despite not being bored by it. Its sounds are simply so plush and luxuriant -- like velvet and silk -- that I can sink into them like sleep.

But yeah, most EM dance music is so simple and repetitive. It needs to appeal to drunk anybodies who can groove to it the first time they hear it. I occasionally appreciate this quality when I'm out and not really feeling the night I'm having. It helps to have something simple to distract myself in those contexts. But never in my life have I independently sought out such music to listen to alone.
 
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Well, there ya go ;) Have you listened to 1200 micrograms at all? They have a whole album that each song details a different drug. They're actually quite accurate to the drug trip both in how the song is structured and the intensity/sounds used.. give em a listen if you haven't

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FXCcmT5wa-Y





^ I've learned to fall asleep with Hardstyle blaring through the speakers.. was usually quite restful, actually.
 
They have a whole album that each song details a different drug. They're actually quite accurate to the drug trip both in how the song is structured and the intensity/sounds used..

^ I've learned to fall asleep with Hardstyle blaring through the speakers.. was usually quite restful, actually.
Interpreting each drug is an interesting concept. I'll give some a listen, though I'm really resistant to "drug themed" bands to be honest. I think South Park parodied Hardstyle in the episode "You're Getting Old," heh. I don't get it at all (I'm 32). To me it's about as sonically appealing as an alarm clock at 4 a.m.
 
"Repetitive" house music is almost my favorite, the kind of stuff that sounds like you're in a big dark warehouse in the 90's. Bicep's Beats in Space Mix shows what I'm talking about. Even though it doesn't have layer upon layer of sound, a thumping bassline with a couple samples over the top can still take you on a journey. It's about losing yourself in the feeling of the music, which is most definitely there. Losing yourself in a bassline and just dancing the night away, or bobbing your head at work.

Although now that I think about it, yall might mean something different than what I mean by repetitive.

I'd love to hear yalls thoughts on this: https://soundcloud.com/feelmybicep/bicep-beats-in-space-biceps Listen to the first five minutes, skip to 25:00 and listen to five, then 45:00 and listen to five. It's just groovy and dancey all over the place
 
It's my understanding that you should have an EKG test done prior to an ibogaine trip.

i feel like that is probably just some for-profit ibogaine clinic's way of making more money

lolololololol it's funny because it's true..


Though, Electronic music is so fucking diverse, I couldn't believe anyone would be able to dislike it as a whole. Repetitive dance music, sure.. but there's a lot of chill shit out there and some really well composed tracks. There's something for everyone, really.

i don't dislike electronic music as a whole, but there's just so much of it to dig through that i have had a hard time finding electronic music that i enjoy. eventually i just gave up. the signal-to-noise ratio is pretty bad in that genre imo.

there is some good stuff that i've found, though. i dig Burial. i used to listen to Shulman's album In Search of a Meaningful Moment fairly often. Boards of Canada is sweet. and i really like Pale Sketcher, the electronic side project of post-metal/grind-metal mastermind Justin K. Broadrick:



but maybe i just like it so much because i'm a huge JKB fanboy :D
 
psy997 said:
Although now that I think about it, yall might mean something different than what I mean by repetitive.
When I think "repetitive," I always recall an experience of going to a rave at 16 years old, and on the drive back home I kept hearing electronic dance music in the sound of the wheels on the highway, which I couldn't really meaningfully distinguish from what I heard earlier in the night.
 
there is some good stuff that i've found, though. i dig Burial. i used to listen to Shulman's album In Search of a Meaningful Moment fairly often. Boards of Canada is sweet. and i really like Pale Sketcher, the electronic side project of post-metal/grind-metal mastermind Justin K. Broadrick:

Dude, I love that Shulman album, it's fantastic. I had my first strong DOC trip on it, and had a really transporting experience that was creepy and reptilian, now I always find it kind of "reptilian" sounding. It was was favorite tripping album for at least a year.

yeah i mean i like shpongle and other stuff that's actually music

I don't think anyone could honestly listen to Shpongle and not think it was some genius music. They way he does his thing is so much better than anyone else is doing electronic music (that I know of, I'd love to be shown someone else that does). It sounds more organic to me than instruments a lot of the time.
 
When I think "repetitive," I always recall an experience of going to a rave at 16 years old, and on the drive back home I kept hearing electronic dance music in the sound of the wheels on the highway, which I couldn't really meaningfully distinguish from what I heard earlier in the night.

After a night of mixing for hours on psychedelics, I'll have like 3-4 songs playing in my head at the same time.. it can get kind of annoying.



Still, some of those frequencies that can only come out of a synthesizer will REALLY rock your mind.. if done right.
 
Dude, I love that Shulman album, it's fantastic. I had my first strong DOC trip on it, and had a really transporting experience that was creepy and reptilian, now I always find it kind of "reptilian" sounding. It was was favorite tripping album for at least a year.

lulz, i listened to that album on my first DOI trip :D
 
I just received the best and craziest gift ever tonight. I went to hang out with some other friends, who were there the day I freaked out and went to spend the night at his house which was the third day. So, I got there today, and they were like hey dude, you doing good? You were FUCKED UP the other day (they knew I was doing ibogaine) I was like hey, I remember that pretty well, it's a little cloudy and I remember moments of realizing I wasn't making sense and focusing. But apparently over half the time I spoke I said dream-speak, a bunch of sentences containing parts that don't match. Apparently one time I got really serious and said "tell me if this makes ANY sense to you..." and then went on a run-on paragraph of ever-morping ideas. Thing is I remember saying that to him, and then I could tell I was going right back out. I remember all these moments of being aware and then full-scale dreams where parts of the appearance of real objects and people but with me having no awareness even that I was experiencing something altered. My friends said I'd be talking with them and then sometime in the conversation I would keep talking to them but it would be like I was talking to a different person. One of my friends said he looked over at me one time and I started looking at him with this terrible evil hate look


I also found out that the timeline of the whole trip is this:

night 1, day 2, night 2 - My first time aware at all was night 2, about exactly 24 hours from ingestion of the full dose. But I had thought my first time aware was Alex checking on me the first night before going to bed. So I had zero memories, including even dreams, for 24 hours. Zero awareness at all. The early morning of day 2 was the first really solid period of intense dreams.

day 2 - Spent the morning peacefully around the house, utterly gorgeous day, seemed to gowell to me until the mid-afternoon when I suddenly became very fearful, texted, emailed and called a number of people including my parents and boss (those were all of them), because I wanted someone to talk to desperately, to pull me back in. Fortunately the first person who called was my little brother who knew I was doing this and supported it. Then Alex came to get me after he got off work at 4:30 and he managed to keep me from making any inappropriate contact.

Then I went over to his house and had the night I described above. Night 2 was full of weird, gritty dreams, the most vidid (and I think last one) was where I was a part of this 4-person crew who were the mayor and 3 crime family heads, and they ruled a small underground dwarf-like creature village. The plot of the dream was some sort of murder plot but I think my wife and some of the others were thinking they maybe they shouldn't dGuys, this email was horrible, okay here it is:

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The best proof there is that people on flood doses of ibogaine should have a sitter for at least 3 days

So, tonight he called me right after I went to my friends'. I didn't answer but listened to the message and he sounded very nice and supportive and said he was here when I wanted to talk to him. Obviously referring to the email. But then he called a couple of more times after that. I finally answered and told him that I will talk to him but if we could do it tomorrow. Then he said okay but I need to talk to you about a work thing too (actually a praise for something that I did on day 3 of ibogaine, at the end of the day I logged in and helped out with a work thing and got an award for it =D). After a bit of that I felt comfortable to tell him and get it over with. So I told him everything 100%, he already knew I am struggling with addiction. I told him about the ibogaine, introducing it as a spiritual medicine that has a lot of use in addiction treatment. Told him all the details except for I said I went to a clinic my friend runs at his house. And told him it worked, or it's working. He was really happy and asked what it was like and what happened. I told him the rundown, the totally merged dream consciousness into all waking and sleeping moments. Then we chatted some more and got off the phone. Feels so good, somehow really liberating that someone at work knows even a single thing about what I do with my free time.

What a fucking crazy story this has been. And even tonight I am still getting stronger tracers than I ever have on anything else. It looks like objects in my vision, all the white refracts along shafts that lift off it. It mostly happens when I am moving my vision as the white occupies more places. During the second early morning, it looked like every time my vision frame moved, everything would split off into buzzing, roiling ethereal light shafts, and quickly settle down into the form of the object and just occasionally surge a bit. Most unique visuals ever. I can't believe I still get to see them on the 5th night. :-)
 
After thinking about the stuff I realized yesterday/posted about, it scares me. After talking with people leading up to the ibogaine, the advice I came away with was that after the first 12-24 hours I would still be in it but aware, in reality that was very, very wrong, the first time I was actually steadily aware enough to be trusted alone was Tuesday, so my Monday, although it makes a great story, was probably one of the most dangerous things I ever did. I spent the morning walking around my house and yard/neighborhood, possibly talked to my neighbor, and possibly (I don't think so as it doesn't quite work on the timeline) drove around looking for "special drugs" at head shops. Then I freaked out and emailed my boss about what was happening to me and my family. Then MANY hours later after the morning, I was driven over to hang out (this was at least a safe environment) and thought I was pretty with it but in reality I had at least a dozen full dreams interspersed with my hanging out and I usually made no sense to people at all. It makes me nervous that I was totally unwatched for hours of that. :\

Moral of the story... be responsible on drugs. The idea of a guy on a flood dose of ibogaine out in the world is a frightening one. :| I've decided to just be totally honest about the whole thing, there is probably a lot of first-time trip report material in here but I am increasingly embarrassed about some of the results. I can now see one of the huge reasons to do this at an iboga clinic. To those who have been asking me about ibogaine for addiction treatment... please heed this message, I believe I am extremely lucky and/or the universe loves me, as I am pretty much fine and my boss even feels happy for me and closer to me once I told him. Any single thing could have gone wrong and had dramatic consequences on my life (could have been fired, could have been hurt, could have been arrested. I could have babbled to my neighbor, he could have gotten scared for me and called an ambulance. Anything). This is far from the first time I have gotten super lucky to be perfectly honest, in fact I can't think of a single time where things haven't turned out well for me, though I have been arrested before, but it was as minor as could be in all the ramifications afterwards. I am a lucky motherfucker and the chances of you being so lucky are very slim.

I'm also realizing that opiates are not my only problem. I love drugs a lot, and I don't want to stop using them, but to be honest when I first emerged from the ibogaine enough to not be totally fucked up, I thought, hey, let's try combining a couple of things. I'll detail that more in the report but the result led to really messing with the pure, wonderful feeling from the ibogaine metabolites and now today I feel pretty shaky and bad about myself. This has to be a wake-up call for me that my drug problem goes beyond opiates, though that was the single worst thing by a huge longshot. But it is hard for me to keep drugs around too long, psychedelics and empathogens mostly... especially empathogens, I'll do those way too often when I have them. I feel better about my psychedelic use but most people still wouldn't ever trip as often as I do.

Lots of think about... sorry if you guys are tired of hearing about this but it was a really monumental event for me and has occupied nearly all of my thoughts since taking it. It hasn't even been a week yet though.
 
Ugh, absolutely hate how dirty I feel after taking 25i tabs the day of/after. Unlike the DOx's (which I'd proudly trade out any NBOMe's for, esp DOC), I can even taste any bitterness with these abundant 25i tabs being sold by lame ass, clueless "fried" RC-pushing festival-junkies. So, it's not until 1 hour when I feel the quasi-psychedelic nastiness of 25i come on haha. At least I had some crystals of s-ket on board as well as an oatmeal edible.

@Xorkoth- Really jealous of your iboga experience, sounds very enlightening and uplifting to an IV dope/MMT/ORT-veteran like myself. Man... I bet I'd feel godly with that Noriboga glow and a spliff. I can't even imagine. I'd be interested in hearing what negative aspects you've had to overcome since your iboga flood? Via PM of course. I'm very, very interested in the healing powers of iboga.

70mg methadone (took a my full MMT dose after feeling that shitty 25i comedown, which is a huge step back for me) + 10mg diazepam + 900mg gabapentin + 300mg suntheanine and about to pack up a bowl of some Lemon something. Beautifully cured might I add.
 
^^ Xorkoth is right. There are a million things to go wrong when doing it by yourself. It takes an INCREDIBLE amount of preparation to do it right. I'm happy that you made it through OK man :) My experiment I had done almost everything right except for the dose (I know-big fuck up). I managed to get my health in check, a proper sitter for a few days and I got my hands on the actual bark, not the extract. I didn't have enough to get floored, it was barely an experience, but I'm not going to try it again by myself like that. Too much to go wrong.

that sounds badass, but nah i'm not gonna be there.

i have seen shpongle about 4-5 times tho, and its always been epic. the place usually reeks of deamsters

have fun, bro
Thanks! This will be my first Shpongle show. I'm going to bring some DMT, but I don't think I'll do any (not sure yet--I don't like to force experiences), for the main purpose of finding someone who deserves it and giving it to them.

I'm a firm believer that DMT will find you if it's meant to be.
 
w01fg4ng said:
I'm a firm believer that DMT will find you if it's meant to be.

I hear you on that one.

The first time I broke through was from a free hit of some DMT being vaped off foil. It was all resinated and potent, harsh as fuck on the lungz, but oh psychedelic jeezusss I broke right on through to the other side!
 
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