Sleep
The Sciences
scum stats: 1000 on split color green/black with alternate artwork, 10,000 on green vinyl
You know, I don't smoke weed, but if ever a time to start...
Been zoning so hard on this record for the last two weeks. Perfect for the drive home from work. The volume knob in my Scion does not get nearly as loud as it needs to, but I make do. Riffs for days, lyrics that amaze. This album leaves me wanting nothing more.
Also, am I supposed to like limited art more than the standard art? I never can tell. But the gatefold on the standard is unbeatable, worth the price of admission alone.
I could write my, by why really? Post a comment here about your best/funniest/cringiest personal story involving weed and or smoking it and the comment most appreciated by me will win either the limited split color, the green vinyl version, or if it's truly amazing, hell, I'll give away the TEST PRESSING!
Am I out of my mind? You're damn right I am. This week has been banana. You read that correct. Singular. That's how crazy it gets.
***WINNER HAS BEEN CONTACTED***
Ben you freaking rock, was really excited to see a copy of the limited split version show up at my door this morning. Thanks so much, truly do enjoy the record of the week and the giveaways. Thanks again! Next time we are in town hot knives are on me.
WINNER HAS BEEN CONTACTED
All He Yearned? Excellent Sleep.
Wrong giveaway but you get the picture :P
got lost in amsterdam once…..damn dutch pastires tied me right down
I’d love a colored copy of this record. Any decision yet? :)
how do we know when you have decided Ben ?
100
I was 17, on a visit to Amsterdam with two friends. I had only been smoking weed a couple of years, but was super excited about it. We decided one morning to get a space cake for breakfast. The warning on the cake was clear, “Do NOT eat on an empty stomach,” and “Do not eat all at once.” Whatever, we would be good. I finished half the cake to myself and then we finished a left over fatty from the night before. Feeling great, we decided we should go to Madam Tussaud’s Wax Museum. Everything was going fine, getting high as hell in line, but as we approached the cashier to buy our tickets I noticed something was wrong. My vision began to speckle and I told my friend in line. She was too high to realize I was concerned. A second later my vision went completely out and I say, “Camille, I can’t see.” All the while my friend is trying to buy four tickets (there were three of us). I drop to my knees, I had fainted. I come to almost immediately, but I hear people around me saying things like “He’s on DRUGS!” My friends escort me out of line, a challenge because I decide it is easiest to go under the one foot chain, rather than just step over it. We go across the street and there is a hot dog stand, I get a dog and some juice and we just relax in Dam Square in the sun instead of spending who knows how much and probably freaking out in the wax museum. Great experience, it’s been 10 years and I think about how funny it was often. Be careful with those space cakes folks!
Ben, you look stoned.
God, I just keep listening to it haha, this is gonna be a favorite for a long time.