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Post by futureshock on Dec 8, 2010 7:01:54 GMT
Have you had an experience at a concert or around the excesses of music where someone did something or said something that sent your brain into hyperactive confusion, trying to contemplate their behavior, except it was too far out to, and essentially it's totally unresolvable except perhaps by laughing?
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Post by maddogfagin on Dec 8, 2010 9:05:46 GMT
Have you had an experience at a concert or around the excesses of music where someone did something or said something that sent your brain into hyperactive confusion, trying to contemplate their behavior, except it was too far out to, and essentially it's totally unresolvable except perhaps by laughing? Well there was the time some OAPs (and I'm 2 and a bit years off being one myself) thought they were at a Jethro show. He's a rather cr@p south west comic(?) and they left after the third song. And in the same vein, when asked what music I liked I replied Jethro Tull and the individual I was in conversation with went into a long story about the same comic's rather rubbish jokes. Anybody from other parts of the globe want to put in a bid for Jethro ?
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Post by tullist on Dec 8, 2010 14:29:57 GMT
Probably needs to filed under you had to be there but after the fall 75 Tull show, sort of the Minstrel show that wasn't, I had some vaguely Mansonesque character come up from behind me as we were herding out with the thousands, guy tapped me on my shoulder and in a breathy voice said, "come with me", like, he knew the answer. I didn't want to know and with great methylenedioxyamphetamine (mda) fueled certainty and sense of purpose I summoned my focus and sense of purpose to distance myself.
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Post by tullist on Dec 8, 2010 14:40:20 GMT
Also always have a special place in my heart for the split energy man, another one that truly you would have to have seen in real time, but...outside of the Grateful Dead's 3 or 4 day run at Alpine Valley in Wisconsin in 84 was this guy in long white robes, long black hair, sort of a Human Be In/Grateful Dead priest with a tall wooden staff who was looking to trade his "good good energy" for tickets. He was standing there out in the fields saying something like Split energy, Take energy, I need tickets for good good energy. This energy, which he gave us for free, was transposed merely by touching forefingers together, I forget if I stopped to get any myself, forever known to friends and i as the split energy man. One of these destination out characters that you just knew had been on tour with the band basically forever.
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Post by steelmonkey on Dec 8, 2010 17:17:47 GMT
I remember wondering, more than once, at grateful dead concerts, with a brainful of LSD, how i had again ended up in the restroom for hydrocephalic lizards.
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Post by nonrabbit on Dec 9, 2010 9:39:14 GMT
I remember getting freaked out once by a passing freaked out vagrant type who said I was a witch - he was chasing me around the pub and hyperventilating etc and the police had to be called. I cut down on the amount of black kohl pencil I used on my eyes after that.
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Post by nonrabbit on Dec 9, 2010 9:44:48 GMT
I remember standing in a busy street in Glasgow about 2am and being escorted by the two gargoyles that had jumped off the building and who were telling me to cross the road just as the cars approached. I was smiling at them like this was a regular happening ;D
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