The crowd was into it. They appreciatively applauded, hooted, and even danced, capering in sheer joy. Especially to songs they knew, like “Magic Carpet Ride” by Steppenwolf.
by Steve Corbett Gray uniformed security guards armed with semi-automatic handguns greeted me at the door a few years ago at the Ocean Beach, California, cannabis dispensary. Getting blitzed is a trip to cloud nine. Getting shot is a trip to the morgue. I expected a roomful of righteous legal […]
Madden was, in brief, tremendously entertaining. Just hearing him doing tv commentary or seeing him bursting through fake walls in commercials selling beer put me in a good mood.
by Kyle K. Mann & Kidman J. Williams with Ed Mann for Gonzo Today Drug icons exist in many forms in many eras, so any list like this is gonna be subjective. Also rather male. Click bait? Call it what you want, but the staff at Gonzo Today feel confident […]
A plastic surgeon’s waiting room is a great place to people watch, especially in Beverly Hills. On this repeat visit, I sat in the waiting room and like everyone else in the room I tried to discreetly check out the other patients.
Then there’s the story about Hunter shooting icicles off of a cabin John had rented near Woody Creek. John was not amused. They did not share a love for shooting guns.
The marvelous achievement of Hunter S. Thompson and Ralph Steadman was that they were able to build on Kerouac’s feverish road dream of something bigger beyond the horizon and flip it…
Greetings From Scranton by Steve Corbett I hope somebody told Joe Biden to expect me. Even though White House press office staff still hasn’t answered my emailed questions for the president, it looks like gatekeepers agree I’m a legitimate member of the press and will clear me for a visit. […]
His towering rage on being informed that the other Doors had sold their number one hit, “Light My Fire,” for a Buick television commercial, is a landmark of the entire era.
Seriously, now. Trust me. You will have to listen to [Mom] the song, readers. Sierra’s voice is shockingly unique. It’s a slow mellow shuffle, paced by world-class drummer and brilliant father Burleigh Drummond, and a tasty keyboard solo by the song’s subject, her mom… It’s indescribable.
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