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๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ Social ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ Gibberings ver. CCXIX - "what's new, c*nty chops?"

Yeah, I'm not advocating for any behavioural modifications, just noting what it was like in the uk scene 20-30 years ago with regard to that particular music.

Those early jungle crews/events in uk were often quite dark in many ways, very 'urban cool' and sometimes too cool for school tbh. Tread on someone's toe and you could easily be in trouble. Jungle was spawned in the uk inner cities and was extremely niche, until it wasn't. Spatial awareness was definitely helpful

I find the behavioural expectations in different musical cultures quite interesting. Being quite eclectic in taste I've experienced lots of them and while I always try to remain authentically myself, you've also gotta be aware of where you are and what time it is
I went to parties from 91 onwards, mainly illegal and mostly my local sound which will remain namless but they were sizable dances. Whilst that early jungle DnB did bring some darkness to the sound I never really felt uncoformtable at warehouse parties. That dark sound came along with MDA (snowballs) and it certainly got quite fucked up. I saw guns and knives pulled on occation but I never felt the overall vibe was moody. That said I've always danced like I'm hvaing a seizure, its all or nothing and even now that early dark DnB in a dirty warehouse off your face on MDA and speed at 4am holds very fond memories. The main crowd at those events was just deeply into it and trouble was dealt with collectively for the most part, I knew some bad Mofos that just wanted a night off.

Clubs were another matter, the downstairs of a place I went to a lot in Dalston played Jungle / DnB but the main room ware hardcore. It never failed to entertain me going from the main room which was alive with energy and that love and unity feeling that never got old to down stairs with people standing around looking vexed and moody, never understood attitude myself, those people never looked like they were having a good time and werent even dancing FFS
 
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Trying not to count my chickens and all that but sounds like a might have a job lined up for autumn time. In my usual industry and a decent step up both in terms of responsibility and $$$ from my last gig so it's pretty exciting. Been out of the game for the better part of a year save for some gig work on the side so I'm ready for something I can really get into.

Fingers crossed it works out!
 
31*C right now in The West Mids, I just looked & it's not going below 25*C for the next week & it's going to be at the least 15*C at night all the way through.

I am meant to have a few Manual Labour jobs in a few gardens at the end of this week going over the wk/end into next week, I am going to sweat like a Jew at Easter.
 
31*C right now in The West Mids, I just looked & it's not going below 25*C for the next week & it's going to be at the least 15*C at night all the way through.

I am meant to have a few Manual Labour jobs in a few gardens at the end of this week going over the wk/end into next week, I am going to sweat like a Jew at Easter.

I believe Germany had a remedy for sweating like a Jew, it was called 'taking a shower'... :cool:


(I'll say goodbye now before I get cancelled)
 
Very good film about Jean-Michel Basquiat on Sky Arts again last night.
Samo was amazing, his words should be written down in some kinda book, it was more wise than The Bible I know that much.

What I wanna know so bad is what was this strange Shaman he was going to see in Africa about? I assume it was Iboga / Ibogaine he was going to take to get off Heroin, I can't think of anything else it could have been. His end was quite Poetic in the most Tragic way.

His paintings already looked like an Ibogaine trip in a NYC city, God knows what his work would have been like after doing a brutal life changing trip.
 
Awake at 6:30am & out the door at 6:50am, I was in a Garden swinging a Pickaxe into Solid roots of a Bush that's been growing in the same place for 35 years at 7:40am.

It never fails to shock me how plants etc grow their Roots so solid, the Pick was bouncing back at me when I hit some parts & it's still in the spot it was planted in after 5 hours work as some roots were as thick as my arm, the dog kept stealing bits & eating them the little swine!!!!!

I got more work Saturday which is a few more quid in my pocket from honest work, I rang my man the moment I got back in my flat, thank God he said "10 mins" & was 15mins, that first few lines of b were so good, the pain in my lower back was crazy, I am able to bend now thanks to "heroisch"

The Old Southern Work Songs taken from the Jails & Levee camps take on a whole new level when you have been doing Manual Labour, I got Son House - Levee Camp Moan on right now, I am NOT equal to the workers on those Levee camps from Mississippi but when you hear Mississippi Fred McDowell sing "Yo' back gone hurt / you walk slow" you understand 100% what his on about.
 
My teacher tells me I am exceptionally talented in welding, but I just need to keep on coming to school regularly. I had serious crash of drive last spring but I have been lately getting my shit together again after summer vacation. But it makes me feel good to be told by professional I am FUCKING ACE! This is also new teacher, my previous teacher quit for reasons I was not told, but I am only glad because they were utterly incapable of carrying out their task and all other students agree with me.

Also, I have dates this weekend. It seems like case of love. All treatments are way too radical and have too long list of side effects (like, I am late for aborting love by getting sick drunk and insulting date, it would lead to heartbreak at this point anyway and shooting myself thrice in the head would also cause permanent interference to my bicycling endeavours) so I guess I just need to jump on

 
I have dates this weekend.
Dates as in Plural (More than one)?

My teacher tells me I am exceptionally talented in welding
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Dates as in Plural (More than one)?
well, one date does not carry far...wait, did you think I am referring to humans? Mate, that is disgusting. Humans are jiggling, slimy meat bags and you always need to make compromises when co-operating with one. And they have these revolting "emotions" which makes them talk in overly affectionate manner "your eyes are so beautiful" and other cliches.

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Rolled up smoke drugs
Smoke and get haiku
Run out buy more smokey drugs time
Aren't haiku's supposed to go 5-7-5?
My teacher tells me I am exceptionally talented in welding, but I just need to keep on coming to school regularly. I had serious crash of drive last spring but I have been lately getting my shit together again after summer vacation. But it makes me feel good to be told by professional I am FUCKING ACE! This is also new teacher, my previous teacher quit for reasons I was not told, but I am only glad because they were utterly incapable of carrying out their task and all other students agree with me
That's dope well done. Maybe you'll like this teacher more.
 
god damn I used plural "are" in conjunction with singular "they" :facepalm: AGAIN!
Just to confuse matters even further, "they/them" is now provided as an option for how people wish to be referred to along with "he/she" etc. (To accommodate trans people.) Especially when accessing anything to do mental health or medical conditions.

I really don't get it though. I mean I get the he/she, but do the "they/them" people consider themselves to be multiple people, or have multiple identities?

I've never heard much about this condition, and I follow things in this mental health medical conditions niche.

Apart from that weird but interesting film that the excellent James McAvoy did about the multiple split personalitied psycho.
 
he/she is also confusing and unnecessary and I am not going to use split second to define anyone as any gender or unfit for he/she, because I have better shit to do. That is how we speak finnish every day. I guess it is just superior language. Helvetin vaikea vaan!

Singular they is actually old as fuck, it just dropped out of use at some point but has come back for practical reasons.
 
Just to confuse matters even further, "they/them" is now provided as an option for how people wish to be referred to along with "he/she" etc. (To accommodate trans people.) Especially when accessing anything to do mental health or medical conditions.

I really don't get it though. I mean I get the he/she, but do the "they/them" people consider themselves to be multiple people, or have multiple identities?

I've never heard much about this condition, and I follow things in this mental health medical conditions niche.

Apart from that weird but interesting film that the excellent James McAvoy did about the multiple split personalitied psycho.
Not sure anyone uses 'he/she' pronouns as that would be truly bizarre

'he/him', 'she/her', 'they/them', with the latter usually signifying non-binary presentations I think as opposed to believing they are multiple people
 
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