Sup guys! I'm another young guy into the dead lol. Been listening to them since highschool but the last couple years it's almost all I listen to (because there's a lot to hear!)
Anyway I wanted to post this little story that has a place in my heart and probably my genetic make up.
Not long ago, and in my first year of tripping pretty semi frequently, I rode up north to the hunting shack with my dad. We have been downing beers and smoking chronic bowls the whole ride and mostly unknown to him I was about an hour into a beautiful, calm, visual lsd trip. I remember really feeling that we were moving, we were in a car after all, but I could almost feel the wind and space coming through the windshield and my own body as we cruised along the beautiful scenery. It was dark, foggy, and almost eerie outside when we hit one of the first swamp/gravel roads in the county and there is a college radio station with a late night program that plays a super variety of awesome music and mostly stuff I've never heard (and I AM a music head). Anyway, at this point in ecstacy is the first time I heard Ruben and Cherise by JGB. I instantly recognized who I was hearing but it was all new to me and I felt such a profound feeling. It's like I knew right then in the moment, that I would be back to revisit that spot in time again and again. Really beautiful stuff and it's one of those things you keep to smile and reflect on yourself, nobody else would get it the same way.
Thanks heads