Exotic eastern mysticism, Vietnam and kaftans
The Grateful Dead, The Charlatans
Heavy scene, so heavy man
I'm a psychedelic child
Ballad Of A Thin Man looking for a Crawdaddy
Hippy shit and LSD
Talk about a heavy scene
I'm a psychedelic child
At Echo Project I watched a wookette giving birth during the GZA set. I was just peaking on some 2ci. People were trying to get medical help, but they hadn't arrived. Some other wookette claimed to be a midwife and was coaching the woman through this. Her wook man is standing there shirtless and spun like top, just making these weird sounds while he is crushing his beer can and spraying coors light all over everyone. He looked really anxious about the whole thing, grabbing his face and just making grunts and stuff.
The baby's head starts to crown and the medics still haven't arrived.
This is where it gets crazy...
It was so fucking dusty out there and the baby and all the surrounding fluids were immediately "muddified" by the blowing dirt. I mean, its fucking gross. All of a sudden, this fucking kid (probably 19 or 20) in his oversized neon, flat-brim LRG hat, runs up yelling "welcome to the party bitch!" before he blows a huge plume of smoke right in the baby's face! While the umbilical cord is still attached and shit!
The smell was unmistakeable, this baby had just been deemster'd.
He must have pulled the hit from a bong, b/c it was monstrous. The surrounding crowd dropped their jaws, and someone tackled the kid as he starts to run away. He didn't make it more than 10ft and the he was probably blasting off about now.
The mom is clutching the dirty baby and trying to calm it. Though, strangely, the baby was not crying (tripping balls i guess?).
And while the dude is getting screamed at, the dad suddenly pounces into action. He jumps on the dude, and starts smashing said bisco kid's face with the crushed up beer can, of which he seemingly just can't let go. The bisco kid is kicking and trying to roll out of it and the wook-dad grabs the kid's hair w/ one hand. he finally let the can go and shoves his other hand half way inside the guys mouth. He is pulling his mouth open and RIPS HIS CHEEK OPEN! repeat: rips his fucking CHEEK OPEN!
there is blood everywhere and the dude lets out this braveheart-like scream as he gets pulled off by the folks around him. Blood all over bisco kid's face, shirt and formerly fresh flat breezy. The cops/medics arrived about that time and took over the situation.
>>>>At Echo Project I watched a wookette giving birth during the GZA set. I was just peaking on some 2ci. People were trying to get medical help, but they hadn't arrived. Some other wookette claimed to be a midwife and was coaching the woman through this. Her wook man is standing there shirtless and spun like top, just making these weird sounds while he is crushing his beer can and spraying coors light all over everyone. He looked really anxious about the whole thing, grabbing his face and just making grunts and stuff.
The baby's head starts to crown and the medics still haven't arrived.
This is where it gets crazy...
It was so fucking dusty out there and the baby and all the surrounding fluids were immediately "muddified" by the blowing dirt. I mean, its fucking gross. All of a sudden, this fucking kid (probably 19 or 20) in his oversized neon, flat-brim LRG hat, runs up yelling "welcome to the party bitch!" before he blows a huge plume of smoke right in the baby's face! While the umbilical cord is still attached and shit!
The smell was unmistakeable, this baby had just been deemster'd.
He must have pulled the hit from a bong, b/c it was monstrous. The surrounding crowd dropped their jaws, and someone tackled the kid as he starts to run away. He didn't make it more than 10ft and the he was probably blasting off about now.
The mom is clutching the dirty baby and trying to calm it. Though, strangely, the baby was not crying (tripping balls i guess?).
And while the dude is getting screamed at, the dad suddenly pounces into action. He jumps on the dude, and starts smashing said bisco kid's face with the crushed up beer can, of which he seemingly just can't let go. The bisco kid is kicking and trying to roll out of it and the wook-dad grabs the kid's hair w/ one hand. he finally let the can go and shoves his other hand half way inside the guys mouth. He is pulling his mouth open and RIPS HIS CHEEK OPEN! repeat: rips his fucking CHEEK OPEN!
there is blood everywhere and the dude lets out this braveheart-like scream as he gets pulled off by the folks around him. Blood all over bisco kid's face, shirt and formerly fresh flat breezy. The cops/medics arrived about that time and took over the situation.
Shit was crazy as hell.
THAT WAS CRAZY!!! Can’t believe you were there too! I got pinned that night!
Getting pinned is a BIG deal, and its a huge thing. If its done right, its planned in advance and its a huge surpise to the kid in question.
My pinning was a huge deal, and happened the night after 10k after everyone left and our kids got permission to stay on the land for a few days and clean up before we left for yellowstone and glacier during the off days between 10k and seattle. Camp was kicking, a few off our kids where in the kitchen getting dinner ready, some kids where getting the fire started, and me and dawn and few others where out on a groundscore mission. This was just after the sun went down, we where walking up to camp (camp goodness sponsered by cookies, that is!!!) when 7-8 of our kids are walking towards me with this distinct look on their face. Now, about my actual pinning... Catch me in the real world sometime, ill tell you over a bowl, but something like that is just to personal to discuss over the internet. Lets just say it was special. I will say this, after i got pinned, dawn gives me this huge kiss and is like "baby you deserved that."
After i got pinned we all had a huge celebration. It was a special time. We had a huge family dinner, and after dinner a sheet was put in a bottle of orange juice and everyone was ceremonially dropped by the Rev.
“Dance Round the May Pole” by The Acid Gallery (1969)
If you suss that “Dance Round the May Pole” sounds more than a little like The Move, give yourself a kewpie doll. Roy Wood wrote and produced this number and lends his reedy pipes to the chorus. The rest of the ridiculously named Acid Gallery was made up of members of The Epics. Coupling a heavy-handedly lysergic band name with a tune ideal for any toddler’s daily frolic, Roy Wood may have created the ultimate kiddie-psych classic.
Wow. Imagine my surprise when a thread I was too drunk on Jamo to complete, morphs into...this?!
Jeez that muddy baby birth story curled the hair on my toes. I've had similarly freaky spun-wooks around children stories, but nothing that extreme.
Instead of relating any such stories, I'll regale y'all with a typical post from what may be my favorite facebook page, 'Kick The Baby', which emanated from the annual "Gathering Of The Vibes" tradition of playing hacky-sack with plastic baby dolls. What can I say, "Simple minds, Simple fun"?
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DJ orphaned this thread and
DJ orphaned this thread and left it empty in the dark of Viva, so...before it fades away to Next page, an adorable old favorite
I'm guessing this kid will either have Furry issues when he grows up or be one of the guys who stand all day in line to be a front-rower at TXR
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Okay man.
Okay man.
What ever blows your skirt up...
Has any one ever mentioned to you that you should not be around kids?
At all
You are ill.........
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Totally unacceptable...
Totally unacceptable...
i actually just threw up !
I now need to meet you Al....
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lol
lol
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Barclay James Harvest
Barclay James Harvest "Psychedelic child"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TBlAv_uw3lk
Exotic eastern mysticism, Vietnam and kaftans
The Grateful Dead, The Charlatans
Heavy scene, so heavy man
I'm a psychedelic child
Ballad Of A Thin Man looking for a Crawdaddy
Hippy shit and LSD
Talk about a heavy scene
I'm a psychedelic child
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Alan did you pick up a copy
Alan did you pick up a copy of Radio Free Vermont?
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At Echo Project I watched a
At Echo Project I watched a wookette giving birth during the GZA set. I was just peaking on some 2ci. People were trying to get medical help, but they hadn't arrived. Some other wookette claimed to be a midwife and was coaching the woman through this. Her wook man is standing there shirtless and spun like top, just making these weird sounds while he is crushing his beer can and spraying coors light all over everyone. He looked really anxious about the whole thing, grabbing his face and just making grunts and stuff.
The baby's head starts to crown and the medics still haven't arrived.
This is where it gets crazy...
It was so fucking dusty out there and the baby and all the surrounding fluids were immediately "muddified" by the blowing dirt. I mean, its fucking gross. All of a sudden, this fucking kid (probably 19 or 20) in his oversized neon, flat-brim LRG hat, runs up yelling "welcome to the party bitch!" before he blows a huge plume of smoke right in the baby's face! While the umbilical cord is still attached and shit!
The smell was unmistakeable, this baby had just been deemster'd.
He must have pulled the hit from a bong, b/c it was monstrous. The surrounding crowd dropped their jaws, and someone tackled the kid as he starts to run away. He didn't make it more than 10ft and the he was probably blasting off about now.
The mom is clutching the dirty baby and trying to calm it. Though, strangely, the baby was not crying (tripping balls i guess?).
And while the dude is getting screamed at, the dad suddenly pounces into action. He jumps on the dude, and starts smashing said bisco kid's face with the crushed up beer can, of which he seemingly just can't let go. The bisco kid is kicking and trying to roll out of it and the wook-dad grabs the kid's hair w/ one hand. he finally let the can go and shoves his other hand half way inside the guys mouth. He is pulling his mouth open and RIPS HIS CHEEK OPEN! repeat: rips his fucking CHEEK OPEN!
there is blood everywhere and the dude lets out this braveheart-like scream as he gets pulled off by the folks around him. Blood all over bisco kid's face, shirt and formerly fresh flat breezy. The cops/medics arrived about that time and took over the situation.
Shit was crazy as hell.
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>>>>
>>>>At Echo Project I watched a wookette giving birth during the GZA set. I was just peaking on some 2ci. People were trying to get medical help, but they hadn't arrived. Some other wookette claimed to be a midwife and was coaching the woman through this. Her wook man is standing there shirtless and spun like top, just making these weird sounds while he is crushing his beer can and spraying coors light all over everyone. He looked really anxious about the whole thing, grabbing his face and just making grunts and stuff.
The baby's head starts to crown and the medics still haven't arrived.
This is where it gets crazy...
It was so fucking dusty out there and the baby and all the surrounding fluids were immediately "muddified" by the blowing dirt. I mean, its fucking gross. All of a sudden, this fucking kid (probably 19 or 20) in his oversized neon, flat-brim LRG hat, runs up yelling "welcome to the party bitch!" before he blows a huge plume of smoke right in the baby's face! While the umbilical cord is still attached and shit!
The smell was unmistakeable, this baby had just been deemster'd.
He must have pulled the hit from a bong, b/c it was monstrous. The surrounding crowd dropped their jaws, and someone tackled the kid as he starts to run away. He didn't make it more than 10ft and the he was probably blasting off about now.
The mom is clutching the dirty baby and trying to calm it. Though, strangely, the baby was not crying (tripping balls i guess?).
And while the dude is getting screamed at, the dad suddenly pounces into action. He jumps on the dude, and starts smashing said bisco kid's face with the crushed up beer can, of which he seemingly just can't let go. The bisco kid is kicking and trying to roll out of it and the wook-dad grabs the kid's hair w/ one hand. he finally let the can go and shoves his other hand half way inside the guys mouth. He is pulling his mouth open and RIPS HIS CHEEK OPEN! repeat: rips his fucking CHEEK OPEN!
there is blood everywhere and the dude lets out this braveheart-like scream as he gets pulled off by the folks around him. Blood all over bisco kid's face, shirt and formerly fresh flat breezy. The cops/medics arrived about that time and took over the situation.
Shit was crazy as hell.
THAT WAS CRAZY!!! Can’t believe you were there too! I got pinned that night!
Getting pinned is a BIG deal, and its a huge thing. If its done right, its planned in advance and its a huge surpise to the kid in question.
My pinning was a huge deal, and happened the night after 10k after everyone left and our kids got permission to stay on the land for a few days and clean up before we left for yellowstone and glacier during the off days between 10k and seattle. Camp was kicking, a few off our kids where in the kitchen getting dinner ready, some kids where getting the fire started, and me and dawn and few others where out on a groundscore mission. This was just after the sun went down, we where walking up to camp (camp goodness sponsered by cookies, that is!!!) when 7-8 of our kids are walking towards me with this distinct look on their face. Now, about my actual pinning... Catch me in the real world sometime, ill tell you over a bowl, but something like that is just to personal to discuss over the internet. Lets just say it was special. I will say this, after i got pinned, dawn gives me this huge kiss and is like "baby you deserved that."
After i got pinned we all had a huge celebration. It was a special time. We had a huge family dinner, and after dinner a sheet was put in a bottle of orange juice and everyone was ceremonially dropped by the Rev.
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B. Child
B Child
https://ameblo.jp/b--child/entry-12190218451.html
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Damn Larry. For reals?
Damn Larry. For reals? Wonder how that kid is doing today? I started taking my son to shows when he was only a few months old, but damn.
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no, not for reals. it’s a
no, not for reals. it’s a legendary copy and paste.
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“Dance Round the May Pole” by
“Dance Round the May Pole” by The Acid Gallery (1969)
If you suss that “Dance Round the May Pole” sounds more than a little like The Move, give yourself a kewpie doll. Roy Wood wrote and produced this number and lends his reedy pipes to the chorus. The rest of the ridiculously named Acid Gallery was made up of members of The Epics. Coupling a heavy-handedly lysergic band name with a tune ideal for any toddler’s daily frolic, Roy Wood may have created the ultimate kiddie-psych classic.
https://youtu.be/HQ26Hpa1f0Q
http://psychobabble200.blogspot.com/2010/07/march-10-2010-feed-your-baby...
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I'll try the YouTube link
I'll try the YouTube link right now ^ thx
Just learned of Roy Woods body of work last year
Was aware of that, but did not know it was done by Roy Wood from the UK.
& being experimental with L in the 1960s. That is news to me
Wonder what Jeff Lynne history was with L in the 1960s?
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Wow. Imagine my surprise when
Wow. Imagine my surprise when a thread I was too drunk on Jamo to complete, morphs into...this?!
Jeez that muddy baby birth story curled the hair on my toes. I've had similarly freaky spun-wooks around children stories, but nothing that extreme.
Instead of relating any such stories, I'll regale y'all with a typical post from what may be my favorite facebook page, 'Kick The Baby', which emanated from the annual "Gathering Of The Vibes" tradition of playing hacky-sack with plastic baby dolls. What can I say, "Simple minds, Simple fun"?
https://youtu.be/Nt8ZecouJN0