welke fear and loathing in las vegas-kenner kan mij helpen?
ik ben momenteel op zoek naar geluidsfragmenten van fear and loathing op mp3...
via kazaa heb ik al een hoop kunnen vinden, maar nog niet alles.. bovendien heb ik de film zelf niet in bezit dus kan ik niet checken in welke volgorde ze horen...
dit zijn de fragmenten (alvast sorry voor de spelfouten):
1. we were somewhere around barstow, on the edge of the dessert, when the drugs began to take hold... <nummer> I remember saying something like "I feel a bit lightheaded, maybe you should drive." suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats..." <bla bla, en de ander gaat rijden>
2. we had two bags of grass, 75 pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half-full of cocaine, a whole galaxy of multicolored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers. Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can <Brewer And Shipley - One Toke Over The Line>
3. how long can we maintain i wonder? how long before one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? what will he think then? (...) jezus, did i say that? or was i just thinking it? was i talking? did they hear me?
4. getting hold of the drugs and <onverstaanbaar> had been no problem, but the car and taperecorder were not easy things to round up at 6.30 on a friday afternoon in hollywood. sounds beautiful. wait, hang on to it. fucking ey the gentleman has a major creditcard! that's right man, don't take any <onverstaanbaar> from these fucking swines. i just got them saying that, do you realise who the fuck you're talking to? do you? we'll be over in 30 minutes. (...) the store was closed, but the sailesman said he would wait if we hury. we were delayed on the route when a stingray in front of us killed a pedestrian.
we had trouble again, at the car rental agency. (...) eh, listen, you're gonna be real careful with that car, right? oh yeah, of course. jezus!! oh no, no, no, no! holy smokes! you just backed over a <onverstaanbaar> and you didn't even slow down! (...) there's no harm done. i always test the transmition that way. (...) oh, this is really a nice pen! you fellows haven't been eh, drinking, have you? no, not me. we're responsible people. god damnit, you got my pen!! goddamn hippies!
5. hi there! eeeeeh... my name! eh.. raoul duke, on the list. (...) i have my ateirnyyyyyy... with me, and i realise that his name is not on that list. but we must have a suite! (...) your suite isn't ready yet, but someone was looking for you
6. <nummer> whoehaaa! jezus!! did you see what GOOOOD just did to us man?! god didn't do that, you did it. you're a fucking narcotics agent, i knew it. that was our cocaine!! (...) how long do i have? as your ateirny i advice you to drive at top speed, it'll be a goddamn miracle if we can get there before you turn into a wild animal. (...) are you ready for that? checking into a vegas hotel under a phony name and <bla bla>? 30 minutes, it was going to be very close <Tom Jones - She's a lady">
7. this is not a parking area! you've got to move your car! excuse me, sir! hey, you can't park your car here! why not? is this not a reasonable place to park? Debbie Reynolds? hmmm, seems like a hot chicken! we've come all the way from LA to see this show. (...) <show begint, de heren worden er vrijwel direct uitgegooid> scumbag! i'll find out where you live and burn your house down, you piece of shit!!
8. wow,<onverstaanbaar> i'll throw a fucking bomb in that place. (...) this is the place, they'll never fuck with us here. where's the ether? hmm? mascoline is not working... theeeere we go. <ether bij the circus circus> aaah, devil ether... it makes you behave like the village drunk (...), total loss of all basic motorskills, blurred vision, no balance, long tounge, (...) you can actually watch yourself behaving in this terrible way, but you can't control it. (...) a drug person can learn to cope with things like seeing their dead grandmother crawling up their leg with a knive in her teeth, but nobody should be asked to handle this trip. (...) the ether was wearing off, the acid was long gone, but the mascoline was running strong. good mascoline comes on slow. the first hour is all waiting, and then halfway through the second hour, you start cursing (...) because nothings happening. and then..
9. if the pigs were gathering in vegas, i felt the drug culture should be represented as well. and there was a certain <onverstaanbaar> appeal in <onverstaanbaar> of running a savage burn on one las vegas hotel, and then just wheeling across town and checking into another. me and a 1000 ranking cops from all over america. why not? move comfedently into their midst. <Perry Como - Magic Moments>
10. as your ateirny, i advise you to take a hit out of that brown bottle in my shaving kit. you won't need much, just a tiny taste. what is this shit? that stuff makes pure mascoline look like gingerbeer man, adrenochrome.where did you get this? never mind, it's absolutely pure.i remember slomping <ofzo> on the bed. i could allready feel the stuff working on me. the first wave felt like a combination of mascoline and method. "maybe i should take a swim" i thought. (...) look at your face, you're about to explode! maybe you could just.. shove me into the pool or... man, if i put you in the pool right now you sink like a goddamn stone. you took too much man, you took too much, too much! (...) jezus, that stuff got right on top of you, didn't it?
11. oh god, did you eat all this acid? that's right! music!! you'd better pray to god there's some thorazine in that bag, otherwise you're in bad fucking trouble. music man, put that tape on!! what tape? jefferson airplane, white rabbit. you want me to eh, throw this thing into the tub when white rabbit peaks, is that it? oh god, i was beginning to think i was gonna have to go outside and get one of the goddamn mades to do it. no man, i'll do it, sure, what are friends for? are you ready? close your eyes... white rabbit! white rabbit! <Jefferson Airplane - White rabbit>
12. panic. it cripped up my spine like first rising vibes of an acid frenzy. all these horrible realities began to down on me. here i was, alone in las vegas. completely twisted on drugs. no cash, no story for the magazine, i didn't even know who'd won the race. (...) <Bob Dylan - Stuck inside the mobile with the memphis blues again>
13. few people understand the psychology of dealing with a highway traffic cop. a normal speeder will panic and emediately pull over to the side. this is wrong. (...) make the bastard chase you, he will follow <Booker T. & The MGs - Time Is Tight>
14. 1965, the great san fransisco acid wave. i recall one night in a place called the matrix. there i was, a natural street freak, just eating whatever came by. i decided to eat only half of the acid at first, but i spilled the rest on the sleeve of my red woolen shirt.
15. order some golf shoes, otherwise we will never get out of this place alive. impossible to walk in this mud. (...) i was right in the middle of a fucking reptile zoo! and somebody was giving booze to these goddamn things. it won't be long now, before they tear us to shreds...
16. what kind of rat bastard psychotic would play that song right now at this moment? when i came to, the general back alley ambience of the suite was so rotten, (...) how long did i have been lying there? all these signs of violence. what had happened? there was evidence in this room of excesive consumption of almost every type of drug known to civilized men since 1544 (...). these were not the hoofprints of your normal god fearing junky, it was too savage, too agresive. something ugly had happened, i was sure of it. my eeeeh... the possibility of physical and metal collaps, is now very real. no sympathy for the devil, keep that in mind. buy the ticket, eeeh, take the ride. <vet nummer>
17. there was only one road back to LA. US interstate 15. just a flatout high speed burn through baker and barstow and bordeau <ofzo>. (...) we'd gone in search of the american dream, (...) a waste of time. there was no point in looking back, fuck no, not today thank you kindly! my heart was filled with joy. (...) a man on the move, and just sick enough to be totally comfedent. <Dead Kennedys - Viva Las Vegas>
18. we're all wired in a survival trip now. no more of the speed that fueled the sixties. there was a fatal flaw in tim leary's trip. (...) all these people who took him seriously, all those pathatically eager acid freaks who thought they could buy peace and understanding three blocks ahead. (...) what leary took down with him was the central illusion of a whole lifestyle that he helped create. (...) a desperate <onverstaanbaar>, that somebody, or at lease some force, is tending the light at the end of the tunnel.
19. Hey! Hey listen, don't take any <onverstaanbaar> from these swines. if you have any trouble, remember, you can always send a telegram to the right people. (...) there he goes, one of gods own prototypes. a high powered mutant of somekind, never even considered for mass production. too weird to live, and too rare to die. <en dr. gonzo stapt in het vliegtuig>
20. strange memories on this nervous night in las vegas. has it been five years? six? it seems like a lifetime. the kind of peak that never comes again. san fransisco in the middle of sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. but no explenation, no mixed up words or music or memories can touch that sence of knowing that you were there and alive, in that corner of time in the world. whatever it meant.
there was madness in any direction, and any hour you could strike sparks anywhere. there was a fantastic universal sence that whatever we were doing, was right. that we were winning. and that, i think, was the handle. (...) so now, less than five years later, you can go up on the steap hill in las vegas and look west, and with the right kind of eyes, you can almost see the high watermark, that place where the wave finally broke, and roled back.
wie weet in welke volgorde ze moeten?
