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kitty hcl

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after my thread about festies you guys are attending and the fact i leave tomorrow for creek, its got me thinking about my favorite times ive had at the many festivals ive attended, i wanna hear your stories too! im sure you guys have some good ones.

a couple that stick out to me: once i was at this indoor halloween fest in upstate ny and it was super late at night probably like 2-3 am, and im walking down the hallway, off my trolly on some ket and as im walking through the lobby of the hotel i see this group of people surrounding this girl who was sitting on this luggage cart outta her GOURD screaming the most rediculous things out, my favorite being "yo, you guys dont even know, im gonna SMOKE ALL THE CIGGARETTES like seriously, i have them all in my room." so security rolls up and literally just rolls this girl into an empty room cause they couldnt remove her from the cart. was definitely a memorable fest for sure, got the best ket ive ever done at this fest.

two years ago i was at another indoor fest, and everything was going great, you know the usual chillin' doing weird festy thangs, gettin' down to sone dirty bass music when my SO and i happened upon this lot kid that had a tank, well this would be all fine and dandy if the hells angels hadnt already set up a tank. we brushed it off, the kid seemed cool enough, gave us some balloons. halfway through the balloons this weird motherfucker barges into the room dressed in FULL army uniform muttering "whats your definition of weird" over and over again and looking crazy. the kicker here is that NO ONE knew who he was so my SO get sketched out and books it outta the room leaving me with a full balloon and scurrying to catch up. when i finally do catch up, my boys spewing crazy shit about how the first time he tripped on acid he had a hallucination that was exactly like what just happened and he was convinced something was gonna go down between the lot kid and the hells angels. he almost flushed all our shit when we got backto the hotel room. what makes this story even more sketchy is later that night after being spun out, this weird guy comes banging on our door screaming "tell me your names, wake up and tell me your names!" i still to this day have no idea why. sketchyyyy.

okay guys, lemme hear yo' stories!
 
I have A LOT, but I'll share juan.. Marley fest, barred out, piss drunk, OZ of the finest / Edibles. I had 2g's o caine in a vial, after doing bumps like a mad man (Tejas caine.. Super goddamn pure) I took the lid of the vial off, tilted my head back and snerted. .7 up meh nose, twas rad.
 
You did coke? I'm not sure that counts as a story.

Alright here's a few pieces from my one of my favorite mornings at a fest. It was a campout moreso than a fest actually, it was like less than 300 people on 160 acres of pristine woods and streams and swimming holes. We're up in the mountains on granite slabs and woods, the fest was supposed to only be 2 nights but then when everyone started leaving, some people were walking around talking about how they were just going to do their thang for another night. So most people left anyways and it was just homies partying all night, extra intimate vibes at an already tiny festival.

So morning comes and everyone's just getting really grimey. There's only like 40 or 50 of us at this point. Everyone was slapping bags. You guys do that? It's huge out here at festivals. Space bags full of wine that are practically indestructible, you throw em around and play games with them, open them up and pour them on beautiful women, etc. So wine games ensued. I saw this guy trying to pour wine into another guys mouth holding the bag, and when he opened the valve it just poured wine all over this dudes gigantic beard and his white tunic. He flipped out slightly but I couldn't tell if he was actually mad or not because we were all so fucking gone. I walked away for a minute and I see this other friend of mine crouching underneath Red Wine Beard Guy, and the beard guy is wringing the wine out of his beard into other dudes mouth. It was so disgusting and hilarious I can't, even..

So then this girl started walking around and was just giving everyone as much MDMA as they wanted. She was the girl of the DJ who was playing at the time and she just came up to literally every group of people around the stage and was just handing out as much molly as they wanted, then the DJ got on the mic to tell everyone to make sure to go get their special present from so-and=so. She was literally just leaving grams of molly with each group of people she cruised by, I was laughing so hard. Plus she had this big hand blown glass mug that had some kind of herbal cacao tea with a bunch of molly that she was trying to get everyone to sip on.

So then a squirt gun got involved and people started squirting red wine at each other. Of course, with the copious amounts of mdma, people starting putting the mdma into the squirt guns with the red wine and spraying it at each other, in their own mouths, up the nose, one guy even got it in the eye when he was trying to get it up the nose. The best part was that the guns were just constantly leaking so if you held it you would just get these red wine/molly syrup running all over your hands.

Ahh good times. I'll have to think of more. This should be a huge thread, I know you guys got stories on stories.
 
slap the bag is the only way of life. <3

ykm dude, i had one of those bullet things too! used to keep copious amounts of yayo x ket in there until i got too fucked up once and lost it.

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just remembered another story.

2013 strangecreek, that was fucking hell, it rained the ENTIRE time and it was like in the low 40's. so fucking shitty. anyways, first night we got there it was okay, it rained on our way up there then briefly stopped long enough to set up and find this SUPER trippy ket. i did a huge bump of it, and as we were walking through the woods/pathways i lost just one of my shoes. i didnt even notice until i fucking got back to my tent. the mud sucked it in apparently. hahah.
seriously though, that was probably one of the worst fests id been to, my 'friends' ditched me up in greenfield which is an hour and a half from where i live. my tent zipper broke so the water was pouring in, i literally just spent 5 days doing too much drugs not sleeping and chillin next to the community fire. hah. music was good though.
 
Damn man being broke sucks ass, the money I would have spent here is going to drugs.

Hopefully I can scrape some by as I live between two major cities for festivals, and this summer is bringing some sick concerts and shit here.

But there's also a massive amount of just local or random type raves going on in the summer.
 
Damn Kitty that sounds like a serious shit show. Rained out festies are no bueno.

this one time I was hanging out with this kid I met at this fest, we met on the first night and were just kicking it the whole weekend, dude wasn't dosing with me but was just super coked out the whole time. he was good people but i just saw him feel worse and worse through the weekend. finally i remembered i had traded something for a handful of xanax just for the fuck of it bc someone was offering, so i told him he should take a xanny to catch some sleep and enjoy the final day instead of being strung out. he said he'd never taken a benzo before, so i let him know what to expect and he said sure ill take it. So we are walking to get some food and he just starts weaving off the road into the grass and he's all "oh i think im feeling it..". i'm also really high, been up all night on lsd and mdma and a little raw coke, and then i did my first bump of ket before we started walking towards the food spot. at this fest there's like an old timey saloon restaurant thing in the middle of everything. so we go in and try to order some food, get a bunch of funny looks, and before the food gets delivered my buddy is passed out on the table drooling. the waitress came by and started laughing, gave us our food and i woke homie up. he's all fucked up from the xanax and barely remembered ordering the food, he then proceeded to try and eat it but he literally spilled like 3/4 of this huge breakfast all over the floor. it was so funny watching him try and eat and just literally spilling everything. then he realized there was free refills on the hot chocolate so he just kept asking the waitress to bring him another, i think he drank like 4 mugs while he just kept nodding out. i only gave him 1 mg! dude crashed out on the couch in the restaurant and they just let him chill. he had mentioned to me that he came to the festival (3 days outdoors) with literally nothing but the jacket he was wearing. sometimes you gotta wonder what these kids are thinkin..

before this, same fest, me and him were cruising through camps meeting people, and he was trying to sell coke but dude just had this huge rock that was like unbreakable and no scale. so i suggested he use my tent to divide it up into a few even piles and wrap it up in paper since we didnt have any bags. so we go on this long ass mission back to my tent, he takes forever cause its a hard process to do with our very limited selection of tools, finally dude gets it all divided up and ready to go. we hit the campsites again and chill with some folks, i get a backrub from a girl because i'm "working so hard" (lol), and a few minutes later he finds someone who wants to buy all of the coke he had. dude reaches in his pocket and it's not there. so that leads to us walking around for like an hour going back to all the campsites and paths we were on, asking if anyone had seen an eightball of coke laying on the ground. it was pretty hilarious. im sure that shit got swooped up the second it dropped out of his pocket. the look on some peoples faces when we ask if they'd seen any coke on the ground..
 
soo hello again frands, just got back from creek and i got an interesting one for ya.

soo, we camped next to this kid that had like basically everything we needed. anyways we wandered into his campsite to scoop up another ball of ket, and when we get there we see this kid who seemed docile enough, like he was talkin' to his friends and everything one minute, just clench every muscle in his body up and just start screaming "im not a snitch im not a snitch!" and start trying to punch himself in the face. turns out homeboy ate too much dose and spun himself out. later on we wandered back into that campsite to check on thangs, cause i care about people and ive tripped enough to atleast try and help out, turns out said kid ended up having to get admitted to the ER cause he didnt recognize any of his friends, had no idea who he was, where he was and started acting violent.

crazy shit yo, i always say, know your body, know your mind, and your limit. mind altering substances arent anything to fuck with.
sorry if this story doesnt make sense, im still pretty spun out.

glad to be back though, missed you guys.<3
 
My first festival which was also the first time I candy flipped was gathering of the vibes 2009, I went alone. It rained the first day and my tent leaked because it was from my childhood and I barely had any food and spent all of my money on fun things and didn't eat.

It was really awesome and I went to 4 more after that and a bunch of strange creek/wormtowns as they were close too. It's been like 3 years since I went to them but for a while I was going to those 3 every year.
 
soo hello again frands, just got back from creek and i got an interesting one for ya.

soo, we camped next to this kid that had like basically everything we needed. anyways we wandered into his campsite to scoop up another ball of ket, and when we get there we see this kid who seemed docile enough, like he was talkin' to his friends and everything one minute, just clench every muscle in his body up and just start screaming "im not a snitch im not a snitch!" and start trying to punch himself in the face. turns out homeboy ate too much dose and spun himself out. later on we wandered back into that campsite to check on thangs, cause i care about people and ive tripped enough to atleast try and help out, turns out said kid ended up having to get admitted to the ER cause he didnt recognize any of his friends, had no idea who he was, where he was and started acting violent.

crazy shit yo, i always say, know your body, know your mind, and your limit. mind altering substances arent anything to fuck with.
sorry if this story doesnt make sense, im still pretty spun out.

glad to be back though, missed you guys.<3

Sounds like some sketchy Chem action to me.

Very similar thing happened to me in edc chi town.
help our tent neighbors set up caus it's the nice thing to do and they were haVin a hard time.
any who bruh bruh bust out a fat bag of mxe, sold it the entire fest as "ketamine" watched him slang like a half o.

Awesome to see your back in one piece hopefully you had a great time.
 
yeah yo, the whole thing was just sketch cause the kid literally was fine and talking to his friends when we bumbled into the campsite, and within like maybe 3-4 minutes dude was spun. anyways, i had a BLAST, so much good music and so many good people. like i said though, i missed you guys<3

also, mxe is a great drug, awesome if you know how to work it, but shady cats working it out as a different chem are fucked up, thats how kids end up in the ER. or in the med tent at the very least.
 
Sounds like some sketchy Chem action to me....
any who bruh bruh bust out a fat bag of mxe, sold it the entire fest as "ketamine" watched him slang like a half o.

This is why everyone needs to get test kits. I dont buy things that I can not test with a reagent and they have enough to cover everything. Especially at festivals no one has real anything. Just fair warning as there are no excuses even my mother can buy a test kit off of Amazon.
 
^i got one two years ago and that shit saved my life. almost bought a sheet of 2c-b thinking it was L.

shitty that shady cats have to ruin the scene for us.
 
I dont buy things that I can not test with a reagent and they have enough to cover everything. Especially at festivals no one has real anything. Just fair warning as there are no excuses

Wise words to live by.
I test all my drugs with multiple reagents.

also
2 cb on a sheet...?

do you test your ketamine kitty hcl?

But for real most everythings bunk once your inside, always b.y.o.d.
 
The smaller fests out west have a decent amount of real goods inside, confirmed with a test kit. All about who you're interacting with though..

I've seen inconsistent reactions for MXE on the Mandelin test, I wonder what it should really look like and why sometimes its more blue and sometimes more green? Maybe it will be easier to identify with that new kit being advertised as better for RCs.

Definitely gotta be careful.. Test kits have saved my ass so many times it's ridiculous.
 
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Wise words to live by.
I test all my drugs with multiple reagents.

also
2 cb on a sheet...?

do you test your ketamine kitty hcl?

But for real most everythings bunk once your inside, always b.y.o.d.

yezzzir, 2c-b on a sheet, had me a little puzzled too, but even after i tested it myself i brought it to the bunk police tent to get it confirmed. i still actually have some of the blotter laying around here somewhere.

also, yeah, the ket gets tested too just cause i iv. dont wanna be hit with mxe or some weird analoug, that happened ONCE got sold sone mxe and was laid out and shitty. thought i got g'd cause i only remembered drinking from this kids water bottle. hahah. lost a good six hours of my life and almost missed EOTOs set.

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bluuberry you're absolutely right, thats why i like smaller, more intimate fests. people that are tryna work out bunk shit usually end up leaving cause word of mouth travels quick.
 
Always a trippy feeling when the molly,and rail of ice you snorted not but 10minutes prior entering kicks in. Your straight tho,your holding a quarter ounce of molly and shard.
Dayyysss later your in fucking Utah eating burritos with a mexican gentleman talking about back home.lmao
 
more fest stories plz. I know you got em , dont be shy!

This one time, at hippy camp...............
 
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