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Literally the song portrays the birth and death of a day. To experience this in a very moving and intense 8 minutes, you should listen to song. The album it’s from is called “All of a Sudden I Miss Everyone.”

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I eventually roused myself out of bed at noon after a night of heavy smoking with few breaks. Today was no ordinary day. Today was day 2 of the Austin City Limits music festival. The sole band of my direct interest, CSS, was scheduled today for 3:30. I managed to print my ticket and eventually make it to the show by way of a shuttle bus sometime after getting out of bed. If I may observe, the shuttle bus service was very well managed. I walked my way through a relatively short queue and boarded an air-conditioned bus which took me directly to the festival with a minimum of fanfare. After purchasing some water, which by indication of price was evidently in possession of some very special and amazing properties, I made my way to the AT&T Blue Room to wait for CSS. A band called the Fratellis were finishing up the tail end of their set. I sat on the ground and began to roast the tip from one of the joints I had brought. I took a few hits and extinguished the handy little fellow. I came up as the band played their hit song Flathead. I must note, now, that like many other music festivals, ACL absolutely reeked of pot at all times, so I wasn’t particularly worried about any problems arising from my smoking.

Eventually the band came on, and I toked up as they opened their set with the song Jager Yoga. I was not many rows from the stage, and the sound engulfed me as the cannabinoids began their familiar dance. I continued to smoke throughout the rest of the show with no problems. Some gents a couple rows in front of me were smoking out of a fancy glass chillum, and there were many other such instruments being used prominently. After the set ended, I wandered around the show and sampled various other bands while enjoying the rather intense effects of the herb.

All in all, the festival comes highly recommended to any stoners who wish to smoke while enjoying music.

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Sometimes when I’m smoking with my hos intellectual drug companions outside, I get some mad auditory hallucinations. Musical hallucinations that must be quelled by the sweet sound of their real sister. Today’s real sister is:

STS9 (Sound Tribe Sector 9)—Hidden Hand, Hidden Fist from the album Peaceblaster

 (Click the song name to listen or download free from sadsteve.com)

This particular song is extremely entrancing, memorably melodic, and has a catchy beat. STS9 has some wonderful music for sleeping, or just listening to when you’re baked. Every time I listen to this song, I feel like I’m trudging through the jungle wearing a M16 on my back while chopping away foliage with my Vietnamese machete.  

Another one of my favorite albums by the group is Artifact (2005). STS9 also performs live (amazingly) and has lots of people dropping out of college to be their groupies (ACL 2008 anyone?). Speaking of ACL, our main writer is going there on Saturday! There will be coverage to some degree here, so keep checking back.

—King Cthulhu

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