Vintage News Articles & Finds

[Jellyfish]

I saw you posted a Neal Cassady pic a couple pages back, so I wanted to share this video interview with Neal and Allen Ginsberg. It goes by fast, and Neal may or may not be speeding, but he's talking fast, so you might have to watch it more than once, but it's totally worth it, I think!
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[billycw]

Thanks Billy,for your wonderfull posts !!!

Always fascinating and enjoyable, cheers !

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My pleasure, appreciate it

I saw you posted a Neal Cassady pic a couple pages back, so I wanted to share this video interview with Neal and Allen Ginsberg. It goes by fast, and Neal may or may not be speeding, but he's talking fast, so you might have to watch it more than once, but it's totally worth it, I think!

Link isn't working for me but think you talking about this clip below. Ya pretty sure Neal was going 100mph in his head, "just enjoy it" lol I always enjoy listening to his ramblings.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PXitvt24Q6w
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Neal driving Further

 

[billycw]

A lacquer worker and turner finishing a hookah, India 1873


"The object to be lacquered is turned from hard wood, usually shisham [Dalbergia]or box. After being smoothed and cleaned it is again fixed in the turners' frame (a kind of lathe worked by hand), and made to rotate. The sticks of lacquer colour ("batti") consisting of a mixture of lac, resin, colouring matter, and, it is said, a certain proportion of sulphur and bees'-wax, are then applied to the rotating object; the heat produced by friction is sufficient to soften the lacquer composition, which attaches itself to the wood, producing however, a dull and streaky appearance. When sufficient colour has been applied, the surface of the article is skilfully rubbed with a piece of bamboo having a fine edge, by which the colour is evenly distributed, and a polish produced, which is finally completed with oiled rags."

 

[Elmer Bud]

G `day B C Dub

This is the stuff Kerouac described in On The Road .

Crack open the casing and put the strips inside in a cup of coffee .

Thanks for sharin

EB .

 

[billycw]

"Patricia L. Little, who trains dogs to detect narcotics, gives diplomas to the handlers of graduates of her training academy, which is in Peru Ind" Highland, Indiana Undated (early 80's?)

 

[billycw]

Two Qajar girls by Antoin Sevruguin, Tehran, Iran 1880

 

[billycw]

Chinese Opium Den, 614 Jackson St, Chinatown, San Francisco, "The cat has become addicted to the fumes of the drug." San Francisco, California 1905

 

[billycw]

I retouched and added some stuff to this article from earlier in the thread, thought I would just repost it

Union Square at the Broadway Bowery by Artist Albertus Del Orient Browere painted it from memory in 1885



The Expectant Hand


One of my favorite old articles, smooth og...

This story takes place right where present day Union Square in Manhattan, NYC sits. Next time your visiting the beautiful Square remember, Cannabis once grew right under your feet!


"I never sells it," Mr. Brevoort replied, "because if I takes money for Inidan Hemp, it weakens the vartoo."

- The Columbian, May 20, 1909

The Expectant Hand

No charge made, but a present of money not refused.


In recording an illness of his grandfather, Gen. John Watts De Peyster tells an amusing story in connection with Indian Hemp. It is printed in his biography by Mr. Frank Allaben.

Indian Hemp was recommended as a remedy during my grandfather's illness, but where to get it was the question. Finally some one said it was grown in the garden of old Mr. Henry Brevoort, who owned a large plot on the east side of Broadway, extending through to the Bowery above Tenth street. Grace Church stands on part of this ground.

Doctor Bibby gave me some money, told me to jump into his gig, drive up to Brevoort's old low-storied cottage house on the Bowery, and tell the owner that I wanted some Indian Hemp for my grandfather, John Watts. I was to use diplomacy if necessart, but not to return without it.

I trotted along briskly, roused Mr. Brevoort from a nap, stated my case, found no demur, and got the Indian Hemp, which he dug up with his own hands.

"How much am I to pay?" I questioned.

"I never sells it," Mr. Brevoort replied, "because if I takes money for Inidan Hemp, it weakens the vartoo."

I stated that I was ordered to pay and we discussed the matter, walking across the garden toward the gig, which I had left on Broadway.

I had made up my mind that I had met with a disinterested Christian, had replaced the money in my pocket, and had my foot on the gig step, when I felt a brawny, sunburnt, freckled hand restraining me, and heard these words whispered in my ear: "I never sells Indian Hemp, for that weakens the vartoo, but if I gives it, I never refuses a present."

I extricated the money confided to me, placed it in the expactant hand, hurried home and related my story, and I have heard it laughed over many times.

- The Columbian, May 20, 1909

Photograph of Union Square, Manhattan, New York City c.1870

 

[billycw]

"Marijuana and other items seized by police in the District. Washington D.C, 1949."

 

[Bud Green]

"Marijuana and other items seized by police in the District. Washington D.C, 1949."



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Seized in 1949.... I was wondering, was that from one raid or was that for the whole year?

 

[Stickybred420]

“One has a moral responsibility to disobey unjust laws.”

― Martin Luther King Jr.


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The Swimming Hole - Norman Rockwell c.1921

my grandma has a coffee cup with this exact photo on it. its super old too. she has a whole collection of norman rockwell stuff

 

[billycw]

G `day B C Dub

This is the stuff Kerouac described in On The Road .


Crack open the casing and put the strips inside in a cup of coffee .

Thanks for sharin

EB .

All about those 'bennies', really need to reread Kerouac's stuff, its been too long

Seized in 1949.... I was wondering, was that from one raid or was that for the whole year?

The photo is from a news article/police file so guessing single raid or single roundup, will have to see if I can dig up a story on it

my grandma has a coffee cup with this exact photo on it. its super old too. she has a whole collection of norman rockwell stuff

Always enjoy Rockwell's art, had that subtle rebel spirit peaking through

 

[billycw]

When you have the gas and they get a taste

Expo publicity. Miss Vera Vance stands upon a gasoline pump.
August 1926

 

[SierraPadre]

When you have the gas and they get a taste


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Expo publicity. Miss Vera Vance stands upon a gasoline pump.
August 1926

That would make a killer bong.

 

[Jellyfish]

That girl with the gas pump is a dirty girl, and she gave me a dirty girl boner.

 

[geneva_sativa]

And all these years I was thinkin' Jellyfish didn't have bones !

 

[billycw]

That girl with the gas pump is a dirty girl, and she gave me a dirty girl boner.

Love those Flapper girls!

And all these years I was thinkin' Jellyfish didn't have bones !

 

[billycw]

Smoking Hookah In Baths of Tbilisi, 1890



Bravo Hashish

Out of the 13th century comes a tale so gripping, it could only be of Hashish!

I've read this poem a couple times apart from its original story quoted as a 13th century Arabian tale. Its even Robert Clarke's choice to open his book, Hashish!. (Also posted on page 28 of this thread by Ph Patrol)

But I never knew the whole story around the tale, until now...

La grande piscine de Brousse, by Jean-Léon Gérôme 1885



The whole story can be found in Franz Rosenthal's book 'Haschish Versus Medieval Muslim Society' from 1971. He translates the original tale from the 13th century manuscript.

The stoned story starts with a man going into a Bath House with his buddies. After smoking a good amount of hashish he was just enjoying the bath house until someone told him to come listen to a wedding singer performing in a march down the street.

Dressed in only his towel, he rushed out to the street to listen. Walking along with the parade and music they finally reached the destination of the wedding party. A couple of guys in the crowd decided to go into another bath house near the location where the parade ended up at, he tagged along entering a 2nd bath house.

When it became time to go home, he went to the locker room to change into his cloths but they were nowhere to be found...

Causing a scene he was complaining to the bath house attendant when they discovered the emblem of the other bath house on his towel...

The whole bath house in a walk of shame procession marched the stoned bather back to the original bath house dancing & singing the Bravo Hashish poem!



Haschish Versus Medieval Muslim Society By Franz Rosenthal 1971

"The role of hashish... occupies the center of the stage in another most vivid and entertaining story. A certain al-Jayshi al-Hakwi took hashish and went to the al-Fadil Bath at Bab Zuwaylah. Sitting in the bath under the influence of the drug, he was told by someone that he should come out and listen to al-Mazuni at the wedding of ash-Sharabi. Wearing only a bath towel, he left and walked along. When he reached al-Khurunfish, he overheard someone telling his friend that he should accompany him to the al-Baysari Bath. He followed those people in, continued his bathing as if he had never interrupted it, had his head shaved, and then went to the locker room to look for his clothes. When he could not find them there (as they were still in the other bath), he looked for them all over the place. He asked the watchman what might have happened to them, but then, the bath attendant noticed the markings of the al-Fadil Bath on the towel and wondered about it. People started shouting, "Bravo, hashish!," and they all moved in procession to the al-Fadil Bath with al-Jayshi naked, dancing with lascivious gestures, and singing:


By God, bravo, hashish! It stirs deep meanings.
Do not pay attention to those who blame it.
Refrain from the daughter of the vines
And do not be stingy with it.
Eat it dry always and live! By God, bravo, hashish!

It is above pure wine.
When noble men use it,
Eat it and agree, young man.
Eating it revives the dead. By God, bravo, hashish!

It gives the stupid, inexperienced, dull person
The cleverness of the straightforward sage.
I do not think I can escape from it!
… By God, bravo, hashish!"

- Haschish Versus Medieval Muslim Society By Franz Rosenthal 1971



He also adds a extra verse left off the original translation. In the last line before the 'by god, bravo, Hashish' where the ... is, he adds the original line from the 13the century, "my load is a feather".

The line could possibly point to only having a towel on or a stoned feeling of being 'light as a feather'...


My God, Bravo, Hashish!

Massage In Baths of Tbilisi 1890

 

[Pepé The Grower]

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Gathering the Ganja Crop, Naogaon, India – February 16, 1894

That's a great picture, very nice to see a century old field of indian hemp!

 

[billycw]

Steve Lamb, one of a group of seven men known as the 'Steinhatchee Seven', caught smuggling 9 tons of cannabis into Florida on a shrimp boat. Jamaica, 1973