Originally posted by MrMind
last year june, I went to a music festival called element lakewoodI was wearing a sandman t-shirt actually, surprisingly there were people there recognizing my shirt
I was living in NYC, I made a lot of artist friend. I had a friend whose profession is body suspension. Him and I are both metalheads, we met at concert in jersey that had slayer/lamb of god/behemoth/anthrox etc
anyway I was hanging out with him half the time I was in this element lakewood.
He brought me to his camp which was a cool apartment.
There was this drop dead gorgeous girl who said "sandman, morpheus" pointing at my shirt . I was really happy she read sandman. I got to talk to her about comic books. She was surprisingly knowledgeable. So apparently she used to work in vertigo. Then she quit and said it was her best decision. Now she works for image and recommend me a comic series I don't give a fuk about. I ask what's her favorite book. She said "Lucifer" I literally came in my pantsThen my friend interrupted me about his story of pissing on GG Allin's grave. In a respectful way of course
My friend is a really cool guy, he performed flyboard on water second day of the festival. I missed it because I was tripping too hard with a camp of people I met. One chick in that camp was dancing in thong at a deep house/disco set. Later we smoked some dabs.
Anyway back to the comic book chick. She was looking at me like she wanted to fuk. But she got a short boyfriend, good looking dude but gay as hell, wears eyeliners. I don't judge. Cool guy though
I gave out yugioh cards to them. Every music festival I bring something fun to share. They loved it. I let them pick cards that most resemble them.
They offered me coke. I turned it down. Comic book chick told me "that's good for me" truth is with my heart condition, plus the fact that I was on acid, ketamine and xanax that night. I simply don't wanna handle another drug.
The gay dude with eyeliners keep commenting on how cool my tattoos were, I dont care. I had that conversation too many times.
Later we walked on coals, which was some pussy ass crap the hippies made big deal about. "WOOO if you can walk on coals you can do anything" what a croc of shit
It was a great experience. Later that night I was able to bump some k from some teenagers who sneaked in the festival who was only 17ish. She was really cute in a druggy way and her boyfriend was chill as hell.
I met really good dancers and performers in another camp, a guy who was trying to be a dj was mixing the best music I've ever heard. I told them about the crazy story of me smoking meth and doing 25i at the same time in a goth/techno nightclub at shanghai that almost killed me. It involves a crazy story I will tell another time
Sounds like a movie staring 90s Depp