fun in the 70's

I spent 3 months on the County Farm for weed in the seventies and it was still the best time of my life. Stones, Hendrix, Beatles, Allmans, Doobie Brothers - Weed, Hash, Acid, qualuudes, Sex - Hell man - you must have been living under a pier or something!!

 

too cool...all you old fuckers like me...i remember all the above....honey oil...80 bucks for a 5 gram vial.....actual hash oil..not weed oil...kills me how these kids today call all oil..hash oil...thai sticks...10 dollars...elephant sticks...my mouth is watering

remember that commercial...feed a family of 4 for under 5 bucks at macdonalds...now each kid is 10 bucks

hey..back then you could hide weed in your pants or car and cross the border for rock shows in buffalo...no way i would try it today

we old people were the last generation of 'free love' and abundant 'good drugs'

pong

happy hour

8 dollar cases of 24 beers

2 dollar wine

 

I thought *we* had exclusive rights to torching the plastic that held a 6 pack of beer together, then tripping on it as it dripped into water. It made an awesome sound we defined as "ZORCH." hehehehe.... GREAT MEMORIES!

 

windowpane was definitely the best acid, there was also orange sunshine, and many different types of blotter, mescaline, mushrooms, smoking tea, and the wildest of all....M>D>A> Whew! Herb ruled, of course, my fave was colombian redbud.

 

in the 70s i was out in the boonies exploring ghost towns and back roads and free camp grounds that were at remote sites owned by utility companies.

i did end up on a kind of half-assed commune in southern oregon near the end of it though.

 

firesign theater, cheap weed, hitching, great music scene, lots of jam parties, skinny dipping, natural food potlucks, food co-ops, hippie clothes, homemade beer, getting back to the land, lots of people into alternate living, cheap housing, no STDs that I ever ran into. Then everybody got serious and boring and sold out and Reaganomics took over.

 

i was just remembering back to the early 70's. i was thinking about the two brothers dave and john kunst who set out to hike around the world. john was killed in afghanistan by bandits and dave was wounded but recovered and was able to finish the walk.not fun at all really. but i remember reading in the paper now and then about their progress and how bad i felt when one of them was killed.and then it kind of slipped my mind until today.

 

Some of my favs were...
$150 for a kilo of Mexican weed (usually turned out to be over 50 ounces )
$10 4-5 finger lids
pong, the original video game
Orange, red, and brown barrel acid, Purple microdot, Lots of liquid LSD, all for $3 or less a hit.
There were actual differences in the different types of pot,
Columbian ($300 lb) Different types of Mexican, REAL Thai sticks, Sinsemilla, Humbolt, Fallbrook, ect,ect,. Each had a unique taste and effect.
Lots of types of hash
Honey oil,
Anybody else ever try cherry oil, it looked like transmission fluid and was hella potent?
PCP (nasty, nasty shit) Stayed high for three days once, last time I touched it.
94% pure Peruvian pink flake cocaine (yummy)
crank (very clean meth, not some gooey bathtub scrapings)
High Times magazine
Original SNL ( who can ever forget the "Bass-O-Matic")
25 cents a gallon gas
gallon of milk for less than a buck
Bootleg ON TV boxes

All day concerts with 4-6 top name bands for $10 or less, and everbody shared thier stash
I remember one in particular,

It was Gentle Giant, Gary Wright (one hit wonder, Dreamweaver), Peter Frampton, and Yes in that order.
Anyway while waiting in the parking lot for hours to be get in this guy was stumbling up and down the line with a bottle of orange juice (although it was brown) chanting like a barker at a carnival;
"Alcohol, cannabinol, PCP, LSD, give a little, take a little!") and he would let you take a drink but you had to add something to it. I wasn't courageous enough to take a swallow, though I saw a few others do it.
I sometimes wonder what happened to that guy that day.
Those are a few of my favorite things

 

Oh what a wonderfull thread!I'm probably the oldest here and I remember most of this.Check out my story on Bizarre scenarios in the LSD threads.Too long to re type.Just one of my scenes in Hawaii.-------Window pane.Oh yeah.I may have bought 100 hits in Hawaii in '70 for 50 bucks.I may have passed some out to whomever expressed a desire for some.I may have turned on 20 or 30 people to it for their first time.I may have traveled across Canada in '70 and continued passing out the freebies.Yup I may have done all of that, among other things..I may have a thousand stories about the 60s-70s.Let me think-------yeah---that was me.And yeah,I do. Now ain't life grand?

 

I thought the 70’s were a blast. So much so that I decided to try to capture them in a book. I wondered if I would be able to remember what happened back then because of all the dope, but low and behold, the more I wrote the more that came back to me. Feel free to check out my blog if you are interested in taking a trip back to the 70’s: http://beauregardeaffair.wordpress.com/snakes-n-drugs-n-rock-n-roll/

 

Great thread...I can't add anything. I think it's all been said.

How much fun did we have ?!?!

 

I looked to see whether anyone'd answered but found none.

Honey bear is a commercial soft plastic vessel for honey, shaped to look like a lil' bear. They're still sold in grocery stores.

Never got round to using it for a bong, tho I still have my collection of flat stones w/ holes worn thru 'em, got @the bottoms of creek beds, that allowed me to suck a joint down to nuthin'. All nice & blackened round the holes.

 

those are called holy stones, for seeing truth by looking through the hole.

 

we girls could actually hitchhike w/o being killed. and, anyone remember White Cross (speed)...it sure made me skinny. that stuff worked like a charm. looking back in retrospect, i'm not sure it was such a hot thing to do to my body.

 

and, Qualudes, don't forget them. the REAL ones, called "Soapers". oh, my.

 

I remember the 70,s with fondness just like most people remember there teen years. Ran away from home in Boston in 72 at 15. Thumbed across country to San Francisco. Turned 16 out there. Hitchhiked down coast to L.A. From there went to Albaquerge N.M. Stayed there awhile and thumbed to Fort Lauderdale Fla. Decided to go back to boston so I hitchhiked up I95 till I got home. Spent about a year and a half on whole trip. Never really broke the law to bad so never got busted. I had a social securty card that a 19 year old neighbor gave me before I took trip and I used this for ID when the cops would stop when I,d be thumbing. It allways seemed to be good enough for them. I remember doing Ludes in the 70,s along with handfulls of Crossroads "speed,pills" I miss 4 figer lids for $15-$20. You could fuck different woman and the worst STD you could get could be cured with a shot of Penicillan you,d get at the free walkin clinic. Orange Sunshine, Purple Microdot. 4barrel Sunshine, all kinds of Mescaline. Quart of beer and pack of cigs. and still get change back when you gave clerk a dollar bill. 15cent drafts. I used to mail a pound of pot up to Nova Scotia, Canada to a buddy and he,d mail back a bunch of excellant Hash. I,m 56 now and still enjoy getting high but now and then I think of those days and it seems like only yesterday.

 

Really?

What 70s were you in? The 70s were grim. Strikes, power cuts, energy shortages.
Unions ran the country. Harold Wilson and Jim Callaghan had to ask the unions what policies they were allowed to have. Then Callaghan thought sod it, there's no money left, tried to impose wage restraint and unions brought the country to a standstill. Then we got Thatcher. Even grimmer. Nah, the 70s were shite.

Mind you, I was born in 1970, so I mainly remember the toys.

And It's A Knockout on the tv presented by an idiot who turned out to be a child molester. Thank Christ I never went to see that show.

 

I'll rephrase that. *Our* 70s were grim! Everyone had different 70s. In northern England, it meant sometimes going to the supermarket and seeing nothing on the shelves except a jar of marmalade.

To be fair, I think we were more resourceful not growing up with computers. We played out more. The weather seemed to be better in the summer, and there was always snow in the winter so we could play snowballs. I think we went through two entire decades without snow till 2010.

Tv was black and white in our house till 1979. Six Million Dollar Man, Kojak, The Tomorrow People, Magpie, Swap Shop, Laff-A-Lympics - loved Laff-A-Lympics, all the different Hanna Barbera characters on different teams. Loved HB, ignored Disney. Hair Bear Bunch, 'ooh ooh, Mr Peeveley'

Queens Jubillee, 1977, God bless Her Majesty. Hated punk rock which everyone seemed to think was an amazing thing in the 70s. First songs I ever remember on the radio, probably Abba and the Eagles. My sister had all the Abba tapes, which we'd listen to during power cuts, until the batteries ran out!

In the UK, Wilson and Callaghan were truly hopeless PMs, Thatcher was nasty, I think I'dve liked Heath but he was before my time. I remember Jimmy Carter, but not much of what he did. Other names from the time, Idi Amin, Helmut Schmidt, Begin and Sadat and scary Mr Brezhnev.