One of the weirder places to go on a Friday night, was to this place we just called MacGregors, my buddy and I, would have normally been to young to show up there, we were only like 14, maybe 15, but thanks to my crazy older brother we could tag along…we would just sit in the corner and observe…and invariably stuff would get passed our way, stuff that got you really stoned! Which, being teenager’s we thought totally ruled!! David Macgregor’s dad, was either too old, or just didn’t care, or both, and David would have, big crazy ass parties, in one of their outbuildings on their property, which was like a 10 acre hobby farm.
I don’t remember there ever being any women there…it was always just a huge Cheech and Chong, pot and hash smoke out, of epic proportions lol. The smoking never stopped, crazy big bongs, a lot of hot knives’, you know, knives’ heated up, until the ends were red hot, and then someone would dab a big piece of hash, so it stuck to one of the knives’, and then squeeze the hash between the two red hot knives’, while someone would attempt to suck all the smoke from it, into their lungs, through a two liter coke bottle with the bottom cut out, so it acted as a funnel…I’ve seen more than one person with hot knives tattooed on their chin trying to do it by themselves without using a funnel. Always joints the size of your fingers being passed around…all the while the soundtrack was always Black Sabbath…sometimes early Judas Priest or Maiden number of the beast…but mostly that sticky, thick sound of Sabbath…which fit just perfectly. with the haze of pot and hash smoke that filled the room.
Then…the highlight of every Friday night…it was of course, at midnight, we’d all head outside…I wish I had of had a camera to show the smoke coming out of that building, when we would open the doors lol. Dave would grab one of the many chickens they had running around their yard, and take it over to an old chopping block with an axe stuck in it…and cut off it’s head…WTF???…and we would watch it run around the yard, with no head…spouting blood out it’s neck…with Black Sabbath still cranking…it felt like we were being initiated, into some kind of satanic cult…but really, it was just a freaky thing to do, when everyone is totally stoned out of their mind, pretty fucked up!!! But totally fucking cool too!!! They would eat the chicken the next day, so it wasn’t like a waste.
I remember once my cousin came to our place one summer, a year or two later, from Toronto. He’s, like, about a year younger than me, but we had always been like best buds…and it was Friday night, and he’s like, so what do you do on a Friday night here? I took him to Macgregor’s lol…we still talk about that now…he thought it was one of the most bizarre, outstanding times, he ever had in his life!! Me too!!!