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“to revoke, carried away, the love a woman, to stave off the suffering, to weep in secret for the injustices of society. They were people that had to live out of the boundaries of society; because they wanted to live Read More …
“Through cobbled streets so cold and damp The Knocker-Upper man goes creeping Tap-tapping at the window pane To wake the town from sleeping. He said “Eh thee up and stir thi’self The factory ooter’s blowin’ So get up from your Read More …
Whats a Viper?… Roll yourself up a nice joint… Light that nice Joint… Hold that nice Joint to your mouth and suck… Hear that hissing sound?… You’re a Viper Baby! Fats Waller If you’re a viper Think about a reptile, Read More …
“That herb well deserves cultivation, Oh scatter its seed all around,— Let it flourish in every plantation, While Rebels and Traitors abound. Down, down with the tyrant “King Cotton,” King Hemp holds the rascal in check. If you cant cure Read More …
Tintype portrait of a group of Union officers of the the 45th Ohio Volunteer Infantry Regiment smoking pipes and cigars and drinking wine during the Civil War. Johnny, Fill Up the Bowl! The same year when the all time classic Read More …
“Dig within. Within is the wellspring of Good; and it is always ready to bubble up, if you just dig.” – Marcus Aurelius Nathan Redwood, Carried Away, 2008 Forever Blowing Bubbles This tune always reminds me of smoking your Read More …
“loving a haze of hasheesh for making the brain go wrong” -Damon Runyon Alfred ‘Damon Runyon’ ROSES OF A DREAM Many songwriters have woven there love of cannabis into their art. But before Guthrie and Dylan there was Damon Runyon. Read More …
“You didn’t run, you didn’t hide And had you gone, you knew in time We’d meet again for I had told you Ooh, you were meant to be near me Ooh, and I want you to hear me Say we’ll Read More …
“I turn, I twist, I twirl. I melt, I fade, I dissolve. No diaphanous cloud is so light and airy as I. I admire the ease with which I float. My gracefulness fills me with delight. My body is not Read More …
You have your Band… You have your sound… You have the look… You have your gigs… You have your smoke… Now time to get them groupie’s… Ad in the “Ann Arbor Sun”, May 28, 1969 The Read More …