I just got back from Coachella Music and Arts festival yesterday. I was planning on ingesting some lsd on Saturday for Shpongle, but decided to drop on friday instead (Shpongle was the only band that day worth tripping for, friday had a few more day). I have only had one psychedelic trip previously, but I felt as if I was strong of mind since I have gone into public places while I was under the influence that one time and was fine. Around 3 PM, I decided to drop 3 tabs. I decided only three, and was VERY close to doing four (VERY glad I didnt do this). One of the guys I met camping sat with me at this point and told me something very negative, that he was a recovering heroin addict. This stayed in my mind as I dropped the blotters. After about half an hour, Warpaint started playing and I began feeling the effects, seeing the patterns, etc. It was MUCH stronger than my previous trip (2 doses), but it was very enjoyable. One thing to note was it was very hot at the time (100+), but I was constantly hydrating. By the middle of Warpaint's set, I was definitely peaking and the music was beautiful. The highs of the singer's voice sounded nothing less than the voice of an angel, and the visuals went side by side with it. The stage beautifully melded with the palm tree background, along with other things I just simply cannot explain. Once the set ended, I was waiting intently for Tame Impala; the main reason I dropped (if you haven't heard them before, check them out. Amazing.) It was getting more and more difficult to actually drink water, and I felt general nausea if I concentrated on my stomach (I felt the same thing before, but not this strong). I decided to get up and walk to the porto john, just in case I needed to purge, but I simply was so scatterbrained as soon as I stood up I forgot what I was doing and sat back down. I did this a few times and I began getting nervous. My body continually felt thristy and hot, and i kept drinking what I thought was alot of water, so I tried to stop drinking so much to prevent overhydrating. But as I did this my body kept feeling much hotter, so I drank more water, and the cycle continued. I was becoming very weary, and then Tame Impala started playing. The guitar started playing normally, but after a few seconds the guitar riffs started slowly down immensely, as if a song would take decades to finish, and then suddenly stopped. I sat there, nervous, as I never experienced anything like this before. I stood up, and the music started playing again, but it would play only as fast as I would walk. As I would walk it felt as if everyone was staring at me very angrily (I have stage fright, I feel as if my unconscious mind was playing tricks on me) and were avoiding where I was walking, further scaring me. It felt as if police and paramedics were chasing me, but I wasn't sure.I knew I wasn't acting out though because I high fived a random guy walking as he was smiling. I sat back down at Tame Impala and was slowly losing my mind. I was hearing people's intimate conversations around me, I would be able to hear a pin drop a mile away. Cee Lo Green was playing at the same time as Tame Impala, and I started hearing him play "Fuck You" very slowly and in a sinister tone. At this point I lost it. I forgot my name, where I lived, where I was, but I knew I was camping with some people and recognized their faces. I was racing nervously through the crowd and they finally found me, I was on the verge of crying and they told me to sit down and relax, but I just couldn't I would sit for 2 seconds and then get up and ask for a hug, because that was the only thing that would temporarily calm me down, but not knowing who or what I was further made me nervous. They finally agreed to meet with another one of their friends and take me back to camp, but according to them I walked away (I don't remember this at all, my mind went totally blank). The next thing I remember I was sitting down in a car, absolutely tearing up asking where I was, who's car I was in, and why everyone was looking at me. This was the scariest moment of my life. The person I was camping with explained to me that I took a decent dosage of lsd, and that calmed me down ALOT, but suddenly more emotions came back to me. I thought I was a heroin addict, that it wasn't reality, that I was a bad person. They sat me in my tent and my mind went in and out of mind blanks. I remember them giving me a benzo to kill my trip, but it took longer than expected to kick in. I was pacing in and out of my tent, and then I felt much calmer and tried to go back into the venue. They turned me away because I was holding a camelbak bladder (not allowed in the venue), and I tried to go back to my campsite, but I couldn't remember ti for the life of me. My mind went blank again at this point, and I came to probably about an hour later in a random parking lot near the venue and after looking for a decent amount of time was able to get back into the venue.
LSD is definitely NOT something to do high doses in in a music festival, especially when you are new to psychedelics and without a tripsitter. I learned alot from this trip, and will have to think and plan on accordingly my next trip on LSD. Take it from me: If you are planning on tripping in a music festival, be very, VERY weary.
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