Bach--Preludes and Fugues-on LSD or even psilocybin actually does produce those geometrical spirograph hallucinations because the music is so mathematical and symmetrical, and has those Pythagorean intervals that keep you groovin' for hours on end. Music of the spheres! Too bad "Amadeus" was years away from release. I'm sure Mozart on acid is equally divine.
I'm one of the first Virgo Plutos (Scorp '56). I had one great time and one not so great on psilocybin back in the day. I'd love to do it again in the right setting. All that goes around comes around again. It's time!
So... did you ever see/hear from him again (Steve)? I was so struck with the poignance of your including a link to the very track you claimed to disparage, and while listening to the 30 seconds of it I could bear I found myself wondering about you and Steve. It sounds like you might have loved him. No third degree here... just compassion for revisiting one's youthful passions. And perhaps it's just another example of Three Degrees of separation, the way so many of our crossed paths can seem.
I thoroughly enjoyed your adventure. I rarely finish reading an article but yours grabbed my attention. Entertaining to this Pluto in Leo generation.
Bach--Preludes and Fugues-on LSD or even psilocybin actually does produce those geometrical spirograph hallucinations because the music is so mathematical and symmetrical, and has those Pythagorean intervals that keep you groovin' for hours on end. Music of the spheres! Too bad "Amadeus" was years away from release. I'm sure Mozart on acid is equally divine.
Love your writing. Your immersive style a gift. Thank you.
I'm one of the first Virgo Plutos (Scorp '56). I had one great time and one not so great on psilocybin back in the day. I'd love to do it again in the right setting. All that goes around comes around again. It's time!
So... did you ever see/hear from him again (Steve)? I was so struck with the poignance of your including a link to the very track you claimed to disparage, and while listening to the 30 seconds of it I could bear I found myself wondering about you and Steve. It sounds like you might have loved him. No third degree here... just compassion for revisiting one's youthful passions. And perhaps it's just another example of Three Degrees of separation, the way so many of our crossed paths can seem.