Grateful Dead

I only surface around release time, but I am curious, anyone get a shipping notification yet for this one?

Edit: I just got a shipping notification 8pm EST

No, during those years I didn't take mushrooms as a party drug. I liked it best taking them on my own, in my flat, on a Saturday afternoon, and then going out to meet friends later in the evening. I did take them when I went out occasionally - The Dead at Wembley being a case in point, but those at home were the best. I felt I made all sorts of positive changes in my life at that time, too. I started doing voluntary work, which I loved, went to University to get qualified and started going to meditation classes with the local Buddhist organisation. Something I have done virtually every day since. I also got engaged to be married - so it wasn't all good.
It was what I call a happy accident moving into the flat a short distance from where mushrooms grew. Once I knew exactly what to look for - I was a bit tentative the first time, I seemed to see them all over the place. The local reservoir was the main picking ground, and the cricket pitch about 100 yards from my flat was a good resource. I stopped because I left the area, not because I felt I needed to, or because I felt I was harming myself in any way. Suddenly, I felt the time had passed.
Those flashbacks, if that was what they were, were just visual, and a bit trivial. The look of my face used to change in the mirror when I was shaving. Like watching Dr Jekyll turn into Mr Hyde. The same thing with other people's faces, if I looked at that them for long enough, their looks used to change. Doesn't happen now.

There was that fugue state for days after 7-8-78 but I've written that off as tripping while still ill with flu. Not advised. Early hallucinogens were all for fun but did provide some clarity as to purpose or more accurately satisfaction with the current state of myself and the world. That unease with what you're doing with your early twenties life and realizing you're not going to change things by luck. Got me off my butt and to a better place. But the clarity of thought and the hilarious happiness was always a bonus benefit. When it all clicks and you see the wheel is turning and it can't slow down. Hard to stay in that mode when it wears off but that is the challenge of learning. It takes practice and still does every day. But I digress.
I want to live where DR was with the magic growing in your back yard. Just make sure you're eating the right ones!
Cheers
And HF, I'm a Littleton (unincorporated, now Centennial) product as well. Arapahoe & University area from 1967, when I was 10, and my sister still owns the family home there.

Interestingly (probably to me alone) I have never had a flashback. I have memories of key insights or phenomena but no flashbacks. I have a few memories of tripping to the GD still emblazoned on my soul. The mushrooms in the backcountry erase the barriers between me and my surroundings; I "understand" the rocks and the vultures... Funny, they always circle at least once and dip low, probably to size up whether I'm potential carrion -- which of course every living thing is. I had alienation in teen years but these days I feel pretty good about life. I do not take psychedelics for pleasure or fun; it's always a day of reckoning and resolution. It still takes a little courage for me to face the truth. But it makes me a better human being. Didn't Paul McCartney once say something like that?

Okay, another TMI from HF. SOP!

I used to think I'd have loved to be in say, London or San Francisco around 1966-69 when acid first appeared in large quantities. I'm glad I wasn't now. I think I'd have been swallowed up whole. It was 1976 when I first collided, the last year ( I think) before acid was scooped up in the infamous Operation Julie drug bust. It was still around, but it seemed a bit weaker - different in some way. Mushrooms seemed far better, to me, but I stopped for about 6 years anyway.
Then I moved into a flat surrounded by fields of mushrooms, and I thought I would see what would happen if I tried a few again - this time on my own. It felt very different taking them in my 30's to how it had been in my teens/early 20's. My last trip was when I was about 36. I used to get flashbacks, which I quite enjoyed, until I was about 43. They just seemed to fade away in time, and I realised one day that I was no longer so visited. I can't imagine what I would now be like if I had continued to take them. As it is, I am often criticized for seeming to be in world of my own. Hard to know, one way or the other. Who wants to behave like everyone else anyway?

Should definetly be part of the BIG 1960s DEAD BOX SET. Would also make a great dual release along with 4/5/69.

.... but, Valdez In The Country.
Outstanding stuff.
So is The Last Of Us.
I beat that game.

Death Dont is creeeepy

Viola Lee is reeeeeally good

Primal GD for everyone!!!

Me and Oro have been banging the drum for a primal box defined as you have: 67, 68, 69, 70.

I have a feeling they're seriously light on '70 shows. But there's only so much time.

It was interesting around 2003 when The Dead and The Other Ones toured. I met so many people who were there for the live thing and the scene but had no idea about the archival releases. As we've discussed, those are two different experiences. I like both. Especially the very early GD I missed in concert.

Man, I'm a little crisp as it is. I took a fair amount of LSD in the 1973-1979 phase, and this is my 50th year of continuous use of psychedelics: first lysergic, then (due to its absence) the shrooms -- point being, I'm kinda glad I missed those early lysergic fests cuz I'm crisp enough as it is.

Rambling, as always. As you were.

PT - I am the same way the last few days. Lots of Crosby being played. A hell of a talent, for sure.
You’re right - a little Dead might just be the tonic. Perhaps a ‘78 vintage.