santadog
Bluelighter
My friends and I have found the goofer drug Methylone to be a euphoric social enhancer that provides lots of energy and psychedelic headspace but is short-acting and somewhat mild enough to enjoy in public. Over the last year we have limited our Methylone experiences to concerts, festivals, and (one time) a strip club. These days it’s all about enhancing the music. The most I have taken was 200mg followed by 200 more at T+2:00. The intensity of that experience was probably too much since all I can remember of it was extremely pixilated vision, uncontrollable jaw grinding and utter (albeit joyful) confusion. Too much to see, hear and say – not enough eyes, ears and mouths to possibly do it.
On July 9 (2004) we attended a festival in Denver to see the greatest jamband of our time, PARTICLE. We brought enough goofers along to boost during the show and other treats for later if we wanted (4AcOMiPT, others). The evening began at T’s apartment where we performed pre-show rituals like gravity bongs and chugging Heineys. We each swallowed a 200mg Methylone capsule and set out in a cab to ‘mix it up’ at a local dive before the show. My two friends (M and T) seem to have higher tolerances than me and normally they don’t feel the effects until I am well on my way. I was really starting to glow and gab in the cab while they didn’t start to feel it until we had ordered drinks and mega-nachos at the pub. Nevertheless we started ramping up the emotional bliss in a hurry, talking about setlists, aural therapy, the nature of ‘the groove’ and time in music, mathematics, groupies, you get the picture. We were acting like 8-year-old tweakers in a fireworks/candy/puppy store and it was great. We left the pub at around 8pm and went to stake our claim in the front row by the keyboards and amps.
We ran into some acquaintances near the stage and got worked up even further. Joints were already being passed, hot young ladies scantily clad, trying to beat the heat and dancing already. I met a guy selling concert photos he had taken over the years, 3500 shows he’s been to! It seems like there was a hero and a villain in everyone, and I wanted to know them all. Suddenly the music starts and the crowd explodes, we are dancing and head bobbing from the first note. Methylone is hard to describe other than it is a clean happy space with blurred edges and excessive energy. And it is so easy to want more! Between songs we were simply awed, carrying on philosophically just like back at the pub. It seemed to us that this band had somehow tapped into the very nature of time and funk. This universal continuum of rhythm was right upon us, right in front of us and right in our heads. Nothing could go wrong. Mental/verbal imagery consisted of heavy, heavy archetypes. . symbols for everything and nothing.. particles minute and massive. The level of understanding was approaching critical mass but the groove kept us grounded.
At the start of the second set the light show got really good so we dropped our 130mg boosters. I was already on my third piece of gum and my jaws were getting sore. I had taken 500mg magnesium earlier but it didn’t even put a dent in the jaw clenching. Small price to pay though. As the set progressed and the booster started working I began to lose touch. My vision pixilated and the music was coming from directly inside my head. The band was at about the 15-minute mark of the first song and I slipped out of myself completely. Looking back I’m not even sure how I stayed standing but I was able to. For some unknown length of time, the music had such complete control that I was no longer in my body. With eyes closed and hands on the rail in front of me I traveled to the center of my soul. While I was there the music got so quiet I could have heard a whisper. I really have no idea how long I was in that state but when I emerged the guitar player had fried his amp to the point it was smoking. As the crew rushed out to replace it T and I exchanged this crazy wide-eyed look, we had both been to the edge of the void and looked inside. Yes, on methylone! It’s like, when you see a band like this the music itself is the heaviest drug. They had such great rapport with the audience, the energy was so overwhelming, and we were so close that it was impossible not to influence the whole spectacle. Many times we exchanged directly with the band. The bass and keyboard players gave us some goofy looks and wild riffs once they realized we were in such a heightened state. It was beautiful. Magic. Quintessential. An aural therapy session for the ages…
The band rounded out the set with a cover from Kill Bill which was just amazing. After the show we were still going strong and headed over to another stage with some new friends. One of my friends was MIA for a while and when he came back he looked awfully freaked. Turns out he was having a strange reaction to the methylone he hadn’t felt before --- he couldn’t pee. And he really had to pee! I worried about him quite a bit for the rest of the night because he was in a bit of pain. I couldn’t help but feel a little responsible even though I was not. After several trips to the men’s room he was able to trickle a bit but it wasn’t until the next morning that he was able to go completely. Poor bastard. Has anyone else noticed this side-effect??
We will be going to see PARTICLE again in August and can only hope that experience comes closer to capturing the amazing force we only caught glimpses of in July. Thanks for reading.
On July 9 (2004) we attended a festival in Denver to see the greatest jamband of our time, PARTICLE. We brought enough goofers along to boost during the show and other treats for later if we wanted (4AcOMiPT, others). The evening began at T’s apartment where we performed pre-show rituals like gravity bongs and chugging Heineys. We each swallowed a 200mg Methylone capsule and set out in a cab to ‘mix it up’ at a local dive before the show. My two friends (M and T) seem to have higher tolerances than me and normally they don’t feel the effects until I am well on my way. I was really starting to glow and gab in the cab while they didn’t start to feel it until we had ordered drinks and mega-nachos at the pub. Nevertheless we started ramping up the emotional bliss in a hurry, talking about setlists, aural therapy, the nature of ‘the groove’ and time in music, mathematics, groupies, you get the picture. We were acting like 8-year-old tweakers in a fireworks/candy/puppy store and it was great. We left the pub at around 8pm and went to stake our claim in the front row by the keyboards and amps.
We ran into some acquaintances near the stage and got worked up even further. Joints were already being passed, hot young ladies scantily clad, trying to beat the heat and dancing already. I met a guy selling concert photos he had taken over the years, 3500 shows he’s been to! It seems like there was a hero and a villain in everyone, and I wanted to know them all. Suddenly the music starts and the crowd explodes, we are dancing and head bobbing from the first note. Methylone is hard to describe other than it is a clean happy space with blurred edges and excessive energy. And it is so easy to want more! Between songs we were simply awed, carrying on philosophically just like back at the pub. It seemed to us that this band had somehow tapped into the very nature of time and funk. This universal continuum of rhythm was right upon us, right in front of us and right in our heads. Nothing could go wrong. Mental/verbal imagery consisted of heavy, heavy archetypes. . symbols for everything and nothing.. particles minute and massive. The level of understanding was approaching critical mass but the groove kept us grounded.
At the start of the second set the light show got really good so we dropped our 130mg boosters. I was already on my third piece of gum and my jaws were getting sore. I had taken 500mg magnesium earlier but it didn’t even put a dent in the jaw clenching. Small price to pay though. As the set progressed and the booster started working I began to lose touch. My vision pixilated and the music was coming from directly inside my head. The band was at about the 15-minute mark of the first song and I slipped out of myself completely. Looking back I’m not even sure how I stayed standing but I was able to. For some unknown length of time, the music had such complete control that I was no longer in my body. With eyes closed and hands on the rail in front of me I traveled to the center of my soul. While I was there the music got so quiet I could have heard a whisper. I really have no idea how long I was in that state but when I emerged the guitar player had fried his amp to the point it was smoking. As the crew rushed out to replace it T and I exchanged this crazy wide-eyed look, we had both been to the edge of the void and looked inside. Yes, on methylone! It’s like, when you see a band like this the music itself is the heaviest drug. They had such great rapport with the audience, the energy was so overwhelming, and we were so close that it was impossible not to influence the whole spectacle. Many times we exchanged directly with the band. The bass and keyboard players gave us some goofy looks and wild riffs once they realized we were in such a heightened state. It was beautiful. Magic. Quintessential. An aural therapy session for the ages…
The band rounded out the set with a cover from Kill Bill which was just amazing. After the show we were still going strong and headed over to another stage with some new friends. One of my friends was MIA for a while and when he came back he looked awfully freaked. Turns out he was having a strange reaction to the methylone he hadn’t felt before --- he couldn’t pee. And he really had to pee! I worried about him quite a bit for the rest of the night because he was in a bit of pain. I couldn’t help but feel a little responsible even though I was not. After several trips to the men’s room he was able to trickle a bit but it wasn’t until the next morning that he was able to go completely. Poor bastard. Has anyone else noticed this side-effect??
We will be going to see PARTICLE again in August and can only hope that experience comes closer to capturing the amazing force we only caught glimpses of in July. Thanks for reading.
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