Owsley is dead

Owsley.

This week, Augustus Owsley Stanley died in Australia in a car accident. He was synonymous with the 60s and I'm saddened by his passing.

He was basically the one-man operation that gave us the best acid of the 1960s. Believe me, it was good. The memory of him that sticks with me is this: When we were at the Fillmore East and Owsley was in town, no one would drink anything unless it came from a closed, properly sealed receptacle. You didn't ever put your drink down when Owsley was around, not even for a moment. The man sprinkled acid everywhere. Then again . . . on such nights some of us made a point of drinking and eating any old thing, hoping for an Owsley high.

After attending a Fillmore concert that Owsley also attended, although I didn't knowingly take any drugs, by the end of the night I was zonked. I felt like I'd taken six tabs of acid, making it highly likely that I had ingested something via Owsley's ministrations. After the concert, I walked home to Queens from the theater on the Lower East Side. For non-New Yorkers, this is a very, very long way to walk. I was way too high to take a subway. Seemed sensible at the time and what an interesting walk it was! Go, Owsley!

When he died this week, something else died with him. Part of the era was permanently removed from the landscape. The only way we can access the man now is through memories, photos and writing. Speaking of which, there's an article about him in the NY Times today. Interesting, though the writer is really pushing it with the Jobs comparison. Jobs is so not-Owsley. Still, you can learn a bit about Owsley by reading it.

I'm not sure who to attribute the photo to. There was no link or message where I found it. If anyone objects to my using the photo, please let me know and I'll take it down.

Dock Ellis and the LSD No-No

The video below is called "Dock Ellis and the LSD No-No". I found it a couple of years back and it's a wonderful story that deserves a larger audience. The man pitched a no-hitter on acid!  It's clearly impossible yet it happened. The story is right out of another era. Watching it is like revisiting those days.

Dock told the story to an interviewer who recorded it, and then someone else made this animation to go along with it. You have to remember that this was back in the day when dropping acid was a casual thing. Yes, we were actually casual about tripping, if you can imagine such a thing.

Anyway, it's a funny, strange, true story that's a part of baseball history. And now it's a fun 'toon. Here it is.

(But first a PS: Every story has a moral. Dock Ellis' life was, by all reports, wrecked by drugs. This was his time to shine but it didn't last. Nevertheless, I love this tale. And Dock's later problems do not alter the fact that the man pitched a no-hitter on acid!)