I love to get completely wasted on beer, then mosh until someone breaks my nose or punches out a few teeth; I occasionally wake up in random places, and I can't even remember if the injuries were sustained at the show or afterwards! LOOOOL! I also do extreme eating, like five (5!) McCheeses AND large fries before a gig, to be completely off my rollers on a serious blood sugar level trip. I once tried 2 cl of absinthe, and I swear I heard the Municipal Wasted (pun, like, TOTALLY intended!) bass lines in Technicolor! Once I bought seven bags of salvia and ate them all before an Oranssi Pazuzu gig to go all psychonaut on the gig, but even if I'm pretty sure they had these fuzzy ultraviolet strobo lights and some quite peculiar subconscious transmissions going, and one of the dudes, the accordionist I think, had two heads, my friends claimed that "salvia" in Finnish is just a herb known as "sage" elsewhere and meant to spice mutton, not for psychedelic stuff, and it kinda makes sense, because it was really cheap and I bought it at the local grocery store, but I was really, you know, ballistic within my own head, and it really enhanced the experience, including seeing the TIME ITSELF with my own eyes, and the time signatures were spray painted on it, which was nice and WAY better than on Guitar Pro, and Boba Fett was in the mosh pit and it looked like Sarlacc's pit, to be honest... and then there was this one time when I tried to get high with cow's parsley, but I only ended up in a hospital after I got an allergic reaction in my armpits and groin instead of seeing Cult of Luna... but the next time, maybe on the Judas Priest gig, it will be cough syrup, ketoprofein, plenty of cinnamon and fructose, and maybe I'll burn the buttons in an elevator with a lighter and sniff the smoke. Maybe.
_________________ Chest wounds suck (when properly inflicted).
-Butch-
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