After getting this album with the rolling paper pack attached to it,
reading the title and staring at the art, I had the impression
it is music made to get stoned to. Priding myself as a lover of the
REAL things or at least trying to get the feeling the maker wants us
to get (and let's not get into argument about that, I always find myself
agreeing with both sides and talking myself over ... and than back again)
well, I had to get stoned before listening. Moral dillema? in my case
it's a legal one. I gave it to a friend who doesn't have the problems
I have but when he was done with it he just didn't remember a thing.
So I had to get drunk instead... following the advise of one russian
writer called Yerupiev and his brilliant 'moscow-petushky' I made
a very unorthodox cocktail, relaxed as hell, and put on "Smokers delight".
I didn't remember a thing... i guess I liked it...
I should leave science to scientists...
regards / snow - bewildered journalist & soldier from the middle east.