| Sex, drugs and rock and roll. |
Aug 5, 2008 12:44 pm
Mood: contemplative, 398 Views |  | Hey all, just another one of my rambling posts.
I got to thinking earlier about the title of this post. Sex, drugs and rock and roll.
It seems like those three things are forever linked to one another doesn't it?
Lord knows in my life they have been, one way or the other.
I used to be a fairly heavy drug user. Shoot, I'd love to hear from someone who grew up through the late 60's and early 70's who wasn't into drugs. (I know there are a few, but not many)
Back in the day, drugs were everywhere, not that they're not now, but back then, it seemed like my town was awash in them.
Weed, coke, pills of every color, shape and type, acid, mushrooms, peyote, mescaline, heroin you name it, all was available for a price.
Along with that culture, there was also the ever present booze.. Beer was king but anything that contained alcohol was fare game. It flowed and flowed and flowed. I'm surprised that booze didn't make it into the title saying. It should REALLY read.
Sex, booze, drugs and rock and roll because they ALL were there in abundance.
All four items where consumed, most of the time in combination with each other...
I had hair down almost to my ass as did almost all my friends. Hippie wannabes or come latelies were we...
Parties that I used to attend where nothing but giant beer and pot feasts combined with every guy trying as hard as he could to get into any girls pants. If you were lucky enough to have a girlfriend, well, that just made it easier.
If not, then you had to find one and quick, or your entire self-worth and 'manhood' was immediately brought into question.
Gays were virtually non-existent. At least NOT outwardly. Being gay would have immediately been grounds for banishment or worse from most of the mainstream goings on.
It was perfectly fine to do drugs, drink to excess, be misogynistic as hell, even to rape your date but heaven help you if you were gay.
I never saw anything overt per se, but the whispers were deafening at times.
It's interesting how times have changed in this regards. Of course, there is still quite a ways to go..
Getting back to the subject at hand: All of the people I knew back then were heavily into drugs. HEAVILY. We not only did drugs but quite a few of us,including myself, dealt drugs.
Innocently to be sure. The main reason we did so was to be able to afford the drugs for ourselves. We certainly weren't looking at it from a business or profit stand point.
It was fairly easy for me or one of my buds to score a 1/4 or 1/2 pound of top shelf pot. Break/bag it up and sell it and make enough to more than cover the cost. We typically would be able to hold back enough Weed to more than cover our own personal use and still be able to pay the 'man' back. It got to the point where we were getting fronted the 1/4 or 1/2 pounders so there was NO upfront cost to us. Sweet deal.
I even had a friend of mine, who for one reason of the other, had ended up living in a kind of monastery in the neighborhood, who was dealing pot out of the window of his dorm room... Go figure huh?
Pot, acid, mushrooms and pills. These were the drugs of choice. Me personally? I was never into pills... Quaalude etc just ended up putting me to sleep. Go figure.
Pot/hash, acid, 'shrooms, peyote, mescaline all washed down with plenty of beer, tequila and wine. That was my childhood.
All floating on a never ending stream of rock and roll...
Those songs fill my memories and hearing anyone of a thousand or more can transport me, instantaneously, back to a younger, somewhat more innocent and definitely stoned time.
Those tunes can bring back both good and bad memories. I'd like to think mostly good.
As Stevie Wonder said, Songs in the key of life.
Music is funny that way isn't it? It can evoke such strong feelings in me, flood my brain with memories, move me to the depths of my soul.
There's times when I see my entire life as one long sound track. I can map the various milestones and events by the songs, the groups that were playing.
I can hear songs from groups like the Stones, Who, Beatles, Led Zeppelin, the Doors and so many others that are ingrained in me as sure as the creases and wrinkles on my face.
I remember that Fleetwood Mac was playing the night I lost my virginity..
I can still see Jerry Garcia, hunched over his guitar, the spotlight casting long shadows on the stage, playing for what seemed like hours with the audience, all buzzed on acid, dancing in the aisles..
I still have a pick that I caught during a Santana concert. Carlos was in the middle of Black Magic Woman and dropped his pick. I just happened to have been lucky enough to muscle my way to the front that night and his pick literally landed right on me. It's a memento that I cherish and always will.
I was and still am a huge fan of the Doors.
For us, politics and 'message' really weren't that important. The kids before us, those 60's flower children and hippies, they were the ones with the message. Us children of the 70's well, we were just more into getting high and enjoying a good riff or beat. We didn't have any really political understanding of what had come before or what was coming ahead. Sooo freaking innocent weren't we back then???
The list of bands during this period is endless. Classics almost every single one. Most are in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
I love sitting around some nights and with the marvel of modern cable technology, scanning my way through all the various music channels.
I ALWAYS find my self stopping on the Classic Rock station or the 1970's station. I'll catch a small snippet of a song and know exactly what it is even after only hearing one or two notes.
Hell, even the music I play on my guitar is mostly that which I grew up with.
And then I'm transported back to a time BEFORE wingnuts and moonbats. Before iPods and 56" plasma TVs, hell even before PCs and cell phones when the only thing we had to worry about was Sex, drugs, Booze and Rock and Roll..
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| Never give up, never surrender.... |
Aug 5, 2008 6:12 am
Mood: excited, 354 Views | The ol Tazzerman is NOTHING if not persistent, that's for sure. When I see something I want I usually go after it with gusto and very rarely ever take no as the final answer.
Of course this doesn't always work.
Case in point: the little Red-Headed Hottie that's in my Starbucks group.
My long time readers remember my ramblings about here I'm sure but for those of you don't a quick recap..
I have a coffee group at my local Starbucks. We get together every morning, including weekends and we also do things outside of Starbucks just for the heck of it.
For years the group was all guys but over the past year or so, we've had a couple of gals join us. One of these gals is the Red-Headed Hottie.
Now Tazzerman is an equal opportunity type of guy but I do get weak in the knees whenever I see a girl with long, thick, dark red-hear and lord only KNOWS, the Red-Headed Hottie (or RHH) has it in spades, not to mention an awesome bod and the cutest little feet ya ever saw!
She's also WAAAAY intelligent and just a fiery RHH if you will.. LOL
My advances towards her were numerous and both overt and subtle but she could NEVER get past the fact that I was married so we just left it as good friends.
The other day, I mentioned to her the PPPS. She was a bit intrigued so I sent her the full description of it that I have here in my blogs.
OMG! That seemed to have really a) opened her eyes, b) gotten something started inside of her because now, she's been sending me all kinds of emails asking VERY detailed and even 'operational' questions about the PPPS.
Very pointed questions like how exactly would we do it, when, where and what all would I be willing to do etc etc
These are questions that I would normally receive from someone about to schedule up a full-blown PPPS.
My heart and cock are vibrating with anticipation. I'm hoping to have an email from her anyone of these days saying come on over, let's get it going!
I think I've finally done it!
Stay tuned dear readers, stay tuned. LOL
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