lol ok I'll bite. First time I bought bunk acid (just pieces of paper) and the second time I took 2 tabs of stuff that was not kept well at all (retarded people) and that did less than a hit of weed does for me, THEN I finally had a sucessful go:
I had finally convinced one of my friends to come with me to check out Low End Theory and I had gotten a hit of acid (I forget how, I think it was just through a friend) and popped it in my mouth when I got into the car and we were off (friend was driving). So we were cruising around for a bit, I got some coffee so I'd be awake for the night and he got gas and all that shit and by the time we got to LA proper I started noticing how beautiful the buildings looked. Now that's not TOO much of a stretch of the imagination, as I like to sit back and enjoy the beauty of things, but usually it's trees and sunsets and stuff and not buildings as much, so I had a feeling I was starting to maybe come up. We got a little bit lost in Lincoln Heights and by the time we found The Airliner and found the free parking I was feeling giddy as FUCK. I had heard a lot of great things about Low End Theory and was familiar with the music scene that was developing there and I was just straight amped!
So we wait in line and get inside and I roll up a blunt (which is tradition for me everytime i go to Low End Theory now) and smoke it and just sorta check out the surroundings. Now, I get half way through the blunt and keep talking to my homie but I realize that I'm losing my words a lot and going off on kinda weird tangents, oh well. So my friends kills his cig and I put the last half of the blunt behind my ear for later and we go inside. I forget who the first DJ was but I CLEARLY remember that I started to undeniably trip by the time the Gaslamp Killer went on. He started spinning his stuff and he was blowing me away with the shit he was doing (later I figured out that he was not doing the shit I thought, rather I was simply on acid). Like... I remember it sounded like he would take like a weird ambient noise from one track and create a hip hop beat out of it all in seconds, I dunno, definitely not what was actually happening though (I've seen gaslamp dozens of times since). So I'm just chillin, trippin out on the music trying to tell my friend how amazing acid is but all that came out was "Dude, omg... wow. Dude..."'
and I just continued to enjoy the good vibes and shit as the club started filling out more and more and more.
Now I didn't realize at that point, but the night that we chose to go to was actually the record release party for their house MC, Nocando. So we end up going back outside, he smoked another cig I finished my blunt and we realized that they were setting up an outdoor stage too. So we started cruising on over there and I saw that the speakers were all Pure Filth speakers and I was like, fuck yeeeeah. So the music starts and it goes from a head nodding dark smokey room to a full on PARTY outside. I sorta scooted my way around trying to find a good spot but LSD made me a lot less ballsy to push through to the front so I just stayed on the sides, which is where I realized there were cushioned benches. I saw a cute (or at least I think) girl up there so I was like 'what the hey' so I hopped up and started dancing with her. I even remember the song, Ludacris' How Low Can You Go. Anyway, so I was dancing and having a good time until I realized that what I thought was a cushioned bench was apparently A GIANT MOUNTAIN. And I was like "oh fuck, that's a LONG fall" so I danced a little bit more and then got down. There was a guy ahead of me with really really long and thick dreadlocks and I was looking at them and watching them move around, and then they started smoking, like Blackbeard. I was considering telling him what's up but decided it was probably in my head and he probably didn't want to talk to some random frying his brain off. So I chilled out at ground level (the mountain shrank back into just being a bench again) and I just kicked it until my friend was tired and wanted to drive home. So we drive home in what feels like the grid from Tron whilst trying to tell my friend how crazy acid is and I looked at the LA skyline again and it was stupendously beautiful. The windows with their lights on looked like twinkling gems against the dark sky.
When I finally got home I was definitely still trippin and had no hope of falling back asleep so I did what every dude does when he gets alone on drugs (guys, you know what I'm talkin about
) After dealing with that, I couldn't get weird ass porn images out of my mind. So I decided to go onto wikipedia and proceeded to stare at the homescreen for wikipedia for what felt like hours, it looked like a little dude who's DNA was jigglin and eventually, god only knows when, I fell asleep.
