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Nov. 2nd, 2008 02:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
redaxeNot so random memory (brought on by current radio fare):
The summer after graduating high school. Thoroughly stoned, laying back on a pair of beds along with some friends, looking at the starscape painted in bleach on the ceiling of my friend's room, illuminated by a black (ultraviolet) light. On the stereo, me hearing it for the first time, was Dark Side of the Moon. (It was 1978, but I had been raised really square, and never heard it before.) Nobody warned me, so when the alarms rang at the beginning of "Time", I leaped about three feet in the air.
Thirty years ago. Wow.
The summer after graduating high school. Thoroughly stoned, laying back on a pair of beds along with some friends, looking at the starscape painted in bleach on the ceiling of my friend's room, illuminated by a black (ultraviolet) light. On the stereo, me hearing it for the first time, was Dark Side of the Moon. (It was 1978, but I had been raised really square, and never heard it before.) Nobody warned me, so when the alarms rang at the beginning of "Time", I leaped about three feet in the air.
Thirty years ago. Wow.
