Your worst acid techno moment?

[-LETHAL-ONE-]

Man... one time back in about 97 i and some friends went to a party in the outskirts of Los Angeles county in some remote desert looking area to see "The Geezer" and "Chris Liberator" play. On the way back we stopped at a gas station in the gangster heartland of COMPTON (you know, where dr dre and nwa are from). Me and one of my buddies get out of the car hammered on like 5 doses of acid each. We start to drift away from the driver who was pumping gas. Next thing you know we lose him and cant find him at all. We have no choice but to keep walking. We had no way to communicate with the driver because back in the days cell phones were not common to have. We could not use a pay phone eighther because we were dead broke because we blew all of our money on the party and drugs.....
Im walking at 4am in a "CRIP" neighborhood wearing A lot of RED. RED of course is the colors of their rivals the "BLOODS". As im walking through the projects im seeing "CRIP" graffitti crossed out by "BLOOD" graffitti. This made me paranoid and was starting to kill my high. I was trippin' balls literally tippy toeing through COMPTON hoping to not make any noise and wake up any pissed off gangsters who might want to bust a cap on me because of me wearing the wrong color in the wrong hood. I somehow managed to walk about 14 miles from CoMPTON to INGLEWOOD without getting blasted by gangsters. In between those 14 miles i walked and saw some crazy ass sh_t! I saw a guy run out of someones house window with a tv, a car with no tires with just rims riding down the street, a hit and run car accident, drug bust.... Im being serious!!! We then went to a donut shop not having any money but grabbing donuts and eating them even though not paying for them which resulted in the owner chasing us out with a shotgun yelling every spanish bad word in the dictionary... We ran and ran til we got tired and continued our mission to try to get home. After a night of madness we finally managed to make it home at about 11am... a 7 hour mission on a lot of acid after a crazy acid techno party!!!! GOOD TIMES!!!!


To many not from Los Angeles county this sounds a bit exaggerated but trust me its not!!! Anyone from LOS Angeles county can confirm this is just an adverage day in Los Angeles... typical madness!!!

[-LETHAL-ONE-]

Man... one time back in about 97 i and some friends went to a party in the outskirts of Los Angeles county in some remote desert looking area to see "The Geezer" and "Chris Liberator" play. On the way back we stopped at a gas station in the gangster heartland of COMPTON (you know, where dr dre and nwa are from). Me and one of my buddies get out of the car hammered on like 5 doses of acid each. We start to drift away from the driver who was pumping gas. Next thing you know we lose him and cant find him at all. We have no choice but to keep walking. We had no way to communicate with the driver because back in the days cell phones were not common to have. We could not use a pay phone eighther because we were dead broke because we blew all of our money on the party and drugs.....
Im walking at 4am in a "CRIP" neighborhood wearing A lot of RED. RED of course is the colors of their rivals the "BLOODS". As im walking through the projects im seeing "CRIP" graffitti crossed out by "BLOOD" graffitti. This made me paranoid and was starting to kill my high. I was trippin' balls literally tippy toeing through COMPTON hoping to not make any noise and wake up any pissed off gangsters who might want to bust a cap on me because of me wearing the wrong color in the wrong hood. I somehow managed to walk about 14 miles from CoMPTON to INGLEWOOD without getting blasted by gangsters. In between those 14 miles i walked and saw some crazy ass sh_t! I saw a guy run out of someones house window with a tv, a car with no tires with just rims riding down the street, a hit and run car accident, drug bust.... Im being serious!!! We then went to a donut shop not having any money but grabbing donuts and eating them even though not paying for them which resulted in the owner chasing us out with a shotgun yelling every spanish bad word in the dictionary... We ran and ran til we got tired and continued our mission to try to get home. After a night of madness we finally managed to make it home at about 11am... a 7 hour mission on a lot of acid after a crazy acid techno party!!!! GOOD TIMES!!!!


To many not from Los Angeles county this sounds a bit exaggerated but trust me its not!!! Anyone from LOS Angeles county can confirm this is just an adverage day in Los Angeles... typical madness!!!

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I am by no means a "BLOOD gangster" or any type of gangster at all nor do i ever want to be one or have been one eighther. I just happen to be wearing red that night by coincidence....