Friday, November 22, 2024

Where the Pyramid Meets the Eye [PT 3]

"I know the Hole in Baby's Head" by Roky Erickson [13th Floor Elevators]

I know the hole in baby’s head. I know the hole in baby’s head. I know the hole in baby’s head. I know the hole in baby’s head.

I live together with my family in an old house. I have a big family. I have lots of brothers and lots of sisters. I have lots of baby brothers and sisters all over the house crying, screaming, crawling, and playing in dangerous areas...moaning and wailing like dirty disarrayed toys (they fall down a lot).

My mother and father fight all the time, my mother leaves the house dirty all the time, always feeding the babies, always leaving the babies crying and screaming while she cries all the time. And then she looks up from the bed screaming at the top of her lungs, hoping someone understands her. We ain’t got much money to buy much electricity and the house is always dark and old.

My dad thinks he owns the house and I’m so afraid someone’s gonna get tired of him coming and going and walking real loud and owning all the house, rattling drawers in his bedroom, slamming doors all the time, leaving all the time, staying out late all the time, coming home real real real real real real late at night.

I’d like to think it’s normal in my old house. Our old house is in the middle of about 7 or 6 vacant houses in the woods, off an old deserted road in the neighborhood in the woods. I like to think everything is alright in my old house, my old dark house, but I know it isn’t.

I always had bad feelings about all the garbage and dirt and darkness and spider webs and bad smells, and bad feelings scare you. Bad feelings about the kids never being fed and being too cold and not having any toys. Not having enough toys, fighting over the toys, screaming and crying over the other kid's broken single toy.

My mother, always walking around in her robe and crying and never having any soap to wash piles of dirty dishes that she’s always too mentally too upset to wash, and my dad always coming in and out of the house night and day and never speaking to anyone. Never speaking to no-one. And never speaking to anyone.

So when I first had these bad feelings, I had the bad feeling something wasn’t right about the atmosphere in the old house. I thought that things could be pretty weird in the old house, the dark old house. That things had too much tension, that things were a little wilder than I thought. As time went on…my feelings about that, the atmosphere could be weird, grew into scary, scarier.

Then as more time went on I started thinking that maybe there could be weird things that could lay dormant in the old darkness of the old dark house. So I started thinking that maybe there could be other things, other strange things that I didn’t know about happening in the old house. So I tried to think what these things could be.

I started thinking things could be getting dangerous and I started wondering, what weird could be happening in the darkness? Why would the big family exist with nothing to have..exist on, other than just the family? Than just the big family, than just the family, I wanted to be my brothers and sister’s friends but they were very unhappy. I started wondering what was weird or extra strange about the environment of the crowded poor family. Why would they just exist on nothing but themselves and the feeling around the kids and the dark and darkness. How could the kids exist on so little and be just like flora and fauna. Just fixtures, like furniture and objects in the dark old house, the house was dark in the daytime. 2 just single objects with 1 or 2 broken toys my mother always kept to herself. Always worried. My mother always worried. Always worried my mother was always worried. Always worried. My dad always leaving the old house and coming in the old house a lot all the time.

Then I got to thinking that maybe something had happened, something more than that...they couldn’t talk about it. Something that they were too stupid to understand and something they were too quiet of to be knowing of that it was bad. My mother always kept to herself, my mother was always in her own world.

My father was always extremely, real introverted. My father never thought an outside thought. I went on thinking what could be wrong or strange? Was it that there was just something flora and fauna or unfurnished about the large poor transient family?

Why was there nothing but darkness and space, nothing but the big poor family in the old house and just air, space, and clear, dirty, dusty, musty, moldy, squeaky, spidery, webby, stale, bad smells, bad smelling hair, an atmosphere dark, like all outside.

The family figures. Now I thought there must be something terribly wrong with them. They were too alone and a big poor family. And I would thought they must had done something terribly wrong, something that they were too stupid to be unharmful in what they had done.

So, do you think they had killed someone? Do you think they could have gotten along through the tension and hysteria between them to have successfully together killed someone? Someone they knew was still with them? Someone that was still and quiet now and calm? And they just carried on their everyday life, unthinking of anything different. What’s happening? Like nothing ever happened...

I went and thought they had killed someone, and I got real scared, I got real scared and went into vertigo at the thought. I went and thought that they had killed someone. And then I thought they had killed this someone, then I thought how had they killed this someone? Who was this someone had they killed?

And then to reach and thought, then I reached and thought I snapped that they had killed one of my brothers, or sisters. One of the many, one of the babies. One of the many, one of the babies. One of the many. One of the many. One of the many.

I thought they had killed one of the kids. One of the babies. They had…killed…one of the kids. They had uh…killed the kid. Like one of their poor, broken little toys. They had killed a kid.

And then I got real paranoid. And I started thinking, and I got to feeling someone’s thoughts on mine, and I got to feeling their thoughts on mine, and I could feel that they were thinking of me, and thinking of my thoughts. And I got real paranoid.

Oh my god! [whisper] I know the hole in baby’s head...

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SOURCES:
Wikipedia
Archive.org
Lama Workshop - by Patrick "The Lama" Lundborg
Demon Angel: A Day in the Life of Roky Erickson
13th Floor Elevators - You’re Gonna Miss Me: Psychedelic Reprise, by Claude Mathews
theragblog.blogspot.com
austinchronicle.com
The MHMR tapes, filmed 1986 Austin State Hospital
Freemasonry.bcy.ca
You're Gonna Miss Me - A Film About Roky Erickson (2007)
F.O.I.A.

Thursday, November 21, 2024

Where the Pyramid Meets the Eye [PT 2]

Stacy Sutherland, guitar player for 13th Floor Elevators

"First thing to say about Stacy is, hell of a guitar player. Another thing to say about him is that he was a haunted man. He realized that the devil was after him. I’m not sure why he concluded that, but he did…He would sit there and play the guitar and the devil was 2 steps behind him all the way and he wasn’t sure whether that was because he was consorting with the wrong people or because he hadn’t prayed that night or because he was fooling around with fancy women or what…but he knew the devil was after him" - Sandy Lockett, Soundman for 13FE

"From the time he was 14 he was really a happy little boy…in the year he was 14 there was some big change in his life I never knew what. That time on he seemed sorta depressed…there were evidently a lot of things changing in his life at that time, sort of a sad look in all these pictures from that point on...I had one of the teachers say to me “well I think he was on drugs.” I asked him one time later “where did you get drugs?” And he said it was the clean cut college kids that came home from the weekends from over at Austin that brought it here…you couldn’t kick over a rock without finding some" - Sybil Sutherland, Mother

Stacy Sutherland was born in 1946, so he woulda been about 14 in 1960 - the year his mother noticed a dark shift in his character. Sybil Sutherland comes off as a very sweet, observant woman - but from another time where American culture was not as cynical and tolerant of blatant drug use as it is today. Given that, it would have been harder for someone of her generation to spot drug induced behavior. She obviously picked up on something being "off," but was probably hesitent to conclude her beloved son was a "drug fiend."

We read in PART 1 that "it could be argued that along with California, Texas was the pioneering US state for a non-academic psychedelic culture. Experiments with peyote and morning glory seeds began among college students in the early 1960s, and in 1965 use of marijuana and early batches of non-pharmaceutical LSD was common in hip circles." Given that Stacy seemed to be getting his drugs from "the clean cut college kids," the big picture comes into focus pretty easily. Sutherland was probably exposed to something too strong and too early, forever shattering his innocence and darkening his perception. How much of that was from drugs or some other outside influence, we can only guess. I'm gonna guess it was probably a combination of the 2.

"Back when he [Stacy] was in High School he used to go out to a certain teacher's house and I got kinda perturbed over that because here was a lady teacher who lived alone and she was probably in her 50s and all High School boys were going out there…I had myself been in her home and she had walls of books on religions. And he said “that’s all we do mother. Go out and talk about religion, you won’t believe that but that’s what it is.” And this may have been the beginning of some of this Zen and Eastern religion I don’t know" - Sybil Sutherland

Although the idea of young High School boys going over to some older female teacher's house to "talk about religion" might sound pretty questionable today, the cultural climate of the 1960s should be considered. It seems there was a genuine yearning for some kind of spiritual enlightenment going on at the time, which happened to coincide with the heaping of recreational drugs upon the population. I don't think that was a coincidence.

[Ann Elizabeth "Bunni" Bunnell, Stacy's wife, who allegedly shot and killed him]

The 13th Floor Elevators lasted only a few years. Their fame and recognition in the bigger picture of "the birth of psychedelic music" is something that has come to be more and more appreciated on a larger scale over time. Unfortunately, I don't think Stacy lived long enough to witness much of this appreciation. It seems his time on this earth only became darker after the Elevators, and during the years leading up to his death.

"I’d say well look at the band and the things that have happened to all of you. And if you were really right it looks like something good would happen and come of it you know and not all the bad things that have because Roky had gone to Rusk [mental hospital] and Stacy had gone to prison. I think he turned to drinking when he went over here to the state when they said there wasn’t anything wrong with him. They said true he has experimented with drugs, but he wasn’t addicted to any of them. But he does have an alcoholic personality. And if he doesn’t get a hold of himself this may be the route he’ll take." - Sybil Sutherland

A Montrose resident was shot to death today in his residence at 516 Pacific Street. Police identified the victim as Stacy Keith Sutherland, 33. Shot once in the stomach with a .22 caliber rifle, at 3:30 a.m., Sutherland died at 5:07 a.m. in Ben Taub Hospital.

Officers arrested a 34-year-old woman at the scene. No charges have been filed. - Houston Chronicle, 1978

The going narrative of what happened that night seems to come from "longtime friend and former Montrose neighbor, Jim Hord."

“Stacy had a very bad temper and the alcohol brought out the worst in him, but Stacy and Bunni brought out the worst in each other. The house was always dirty, and it was infested with roaches. Bunni wasn’t the best housekeeper. Every time I went over to visit, the condition of the house used to really bug me. Bunni had some really bad times in her life, but the time spent with Stacy was the worst.”

“Stacy was making threatening remarks and acting belligerent towards Bunni’s 15-year-old son, and when Stacy lunged at Bunni in an attempt to enter her son’s bedroom, she pulled the trigger to the .22 rife that the couple kept in the house for protection against burglars.”

Now here is what Stacy's mother had to say about that incident:

"I told you that she [Bunni] called me 3 times during the time they were married which was about 15 months. It was always at 3:30 in the morning, and told me she was going to kill him. And this would throw me into a panic of course and I tried to tell him [Stacy]…and he kept saying “she doesn’t mean it, she’s a gentle, sweet girl and she would never do anything like that” and I’d say “well why does she call me why does she - it was just like a different person. She was afraid of him and he had earlier bought a gun…and some shells and showed her how to use them…and the boy who lived with em, this Tony said that when they came in she was sitting in the kitchen with a butcher knife. And he tried to talk to both of em because they were both angry and they had been arguing earlier in the day. And they went out and drank some beer and came back and he was still angry…and he [Tony] tried to say something to him and he said Stacy said “keep out of this” you know “it ain’t your affair.” And he [Tony] said I went off into my room then and shut the door. Then I heard the shot. And when I ran in there she was standing with the gun in her hand."

Let's look at some numbers here. Sybil said Bunni called her 3 times, always at 3:30 am, talking about how she was going to kill Stacy [Can you imagine???]. According to the Houston Chronicle, Stacy was shot at 3:30am. The same Houston Chronicle article states Stacy was 33. But according to his tombstone, he was 32.

If the above is accurate, how can it be that Bunni just happens to shoot Stacy at the exact time in the morning she called his mother previously threatening to kill him? This points towards a pre-meditated action, or some kind of constructed narrative involving the number 33.

[13FE logo, found upon Stacy Sutherland's Tombstone]

With Sybil's recounting of 3 times being called by Bunni at 3:30 in the morning, the actual shooting at 3:30 in the morning, and the apparently innacurate statement by the Chronicle that Stacy was 33 at the time of death - that's 5 occurances of the number 33 related to this incident, and I'm guessing there's probably more somewhere. Other than just being spooky as hell, what is the deal with this number being all over the place?

The number 33 came up in a previous blog where we were looking at the Great Seal of America on the $1 bill, which happens to include the same Pyramid/Eye symbol used by the 13th Floor elevators. We made the Masonic connection of 33 feathers on the eagle's left wing, and 32 on the right, having to do with degrees within the Scottish Rite of Freemasonry. We observed that 33 + 32 = 65, the same number found above the Eagle's head, encoded within the 13 pentacles [5-pointed stars] within a star of David [5 x 13 = 65]. In Hebrew Gematria, 65 corresponds to the "Gam Yechad," which is related to an often used Freemasonic term, according to W.Bro. David Barrett. 33 also happens to be the age of Jesus Christ when he was crucified.

"The number 33 is associated with divine significance in the Bible and is often linked to the Holy Trinity and blessings. It can also signify divine favor and presence."

Point being, this number 33 has very relavant occult symbolic signifficance, especially considering the Pyramid/Eye symbol stamped upon Stacy's tombstone. We're talking about Hebrew/Egyptian mysticism, as appropriated by the Freemasons, who obviously chose the symbols which appear on the US Dollar bill.

Getting back to the narrative regarding the murder of Stacy Sutherland - The boy Tony, as Sybil recounts it, doesn't seem to mention anything about a neighbor, Jim Hord being there - even though Hord is quoted in the Chronicle as if he'd witnessed what happened. I feel like there's something fishy about this Hord guy, but I'll leave it up to you to decide. As far as I can tell, the account of Hord and Sybil Sutherland are the most specific details the public got regarding this tragedy.

So what actually happened here? The murder itself was tragic, and involved unstable individuals under the influence. Obviously domestic disputes can get violent, nothing so out of the ordinary there. But this was no average couple, as Stacy was, even then, a somewhat "famous" person of note. Especially in the annals of American 60s psychedelic lore. Whatever "magic" was behind this cultural movement, Stacy was most certainly a powerful conduit for that force, and willfully embodied that yearning for enlightenment we find so often regarding stories about "the hippies", which ironically led him down a path of darkness in the end. And according to Sandy Lockett, it sounds like the devil was there waiting for him. Lord have mercy, R.I.P. Stacy Sutherland.

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SOURCES:
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Archive.org
Lama Workshop - by Patrick "The Lama" Lundborg
Demon Angel: A Day in the Life of Roky Erickson
13th Floor Elevators - You’re Gonna Miss Me: Psychedelic Reprise, by Claude Mathews
theragblog.blogspot.com
austinchronicle.com
The MHMR tapes, filmed 1986 Austin State Hospital
Freemasonry.bcy.ca
You're Gonna Miss Me - A Film About Roky Erickson (2007)
F.O.I.A.

Monday, November 11, 2024

Where the Pyramid Meets the Eye [PT 1]

When most people think of 60s Psychedelic music, San Francisco usually comes to mind. But as the late Dave McGowan points out in his book "Weird Scenes Inside the Canyon", many of the icons of that movement originally convened in the LA area. Bands like the Doors, the Mamas and the Papas, Frank Zappa and the Mothers, the Byrds, the Beach Boys and so on. But then there was the 13th Floor Elevators, from Austin, Texas - arguably the very first Psychedelic band.

When asked what his definition of psychedelic music was, Erickson replied "That’s where the pyramid meets the eye." [20th Century Rock and Roll Psychedelia, Scott F Belmer]

Much has been said and written about the 13th Floor Elevators, but one curious detail that I find often seems glossed over is their prominent use of the Eye of Providence symbol.

What did the Eye of Providence symbol mean to most people who saw it in the year 1965? Let's remember, this was WAY before people like Jordan Maxwell, Bill Cooper, Art Bell, David Ike, and Alex Jones were sounding the alarm about The Illuminati and the mocking bird media. I don't believe there was this automatic paranoia, fear, excitement or even awareness of an "Illuminati" at that time. What there was, was a yearning for genuine spiritual experiences and "mind expansion." Given that, it is very easy to see how this eye in the pyramid symbol would resonate with that very endeavor. I mean think about it, who wouldn't have wanted the "secret password" to take a spiritual journey 13 floors up to the top of the Giza pyramid and meet the eye of god? You don't have to be a member of a secret society to appreciate the basic gist of the symbol, I'm sure it revealed itself easily enough to the average acid-head.

On that note, there was probably nobody more aware of the EYE's symbolic meaning than a common Freemason, as it appears prominently on their ceremonial aprons and artistic renderings going back to the 1700s, possibly even earlier. How we get from Freemasons to young hippies tripping on acid is an interesting connection to contemplate. Were Freemasons involved in the 60s psychedelic movement? I don't know, but let's take that trip and see where it goes.

"I came up with the Elevators part of the name," he claims. "The next day, after Clementine [Tommy Hall's wife] had slept on it, she came back in the morning with '13th Floor Elevators.'" - John Ike Walton, Austin Chronicle

"Though it's disputed amongst members, Hall said she [Clementine] came up with the band's full name and later added the 13th Floor for her lucky number."

Though the "elevators" part of the name seems to be in dispute, Walton [drummer] and Hall [jug player, lyricist] appear to be in agreement about Clementine adding the "13." But who decided to add the Eye of Providence symbol and how does this relate to what the band was supposedly doing?

“As you go up in levels of abstraction, it has the tendency of leading to one idea. That’s why the pyramid works as a model for consciousness… With the eye, it leads to perception.” - Hall, according to proxymusic.club

[Reverse side of the first 13th Floor Elevators album. Notice that in addition to the 13 layers of bricks, there are 65 individual bricks]

According to the late Manly P Hall [33° Freemason], there are 72 bricks veiled within the 13 level pyramid above, which relates to Jewish Mysticism/Kabballah [see previous blog HERE for more on this topic].

Besides the historical significance of America's original 13 Colonies, 13 is also a significant number within the esoteric context, meaning "many into one." Compare this with the 13 letters composing the latin phrase found above written upon the ribbon held within the eagle's mouth: E PLURIBUS UNUM = From the many, one. What did Tommy Hall say about the pyramid/eye symbol earlier? "As you go up in levels of abstraction, it has the tendency of leading to ONE idea." Sounds like he had a pretty good grasp of the intended messages contained therein by the authors of these symbols.

So what is the significance of the 65 bricks found within the pyramid depicted on the back of the 13th Floor Elevator's album shown earlier? That happens to have Hebrew Kabballistic relavance as well, and is also found on the US $1 bill by way of the stars above the Eagle's head, which are 13 pentacles [5 pointed stars]. 13 x 5 = 65. The eagle also has 33 feathers on one side of it's wingspan, and 32 on the other, which has Scottish Rite Freemasonic significance. 33 + 32 also happens to be 65. I don't think these numbers are accidental, and someone in the Elevators' camp seems to have had a level of awareness regarding all of this occult information. I suspect Tommy Hall was one of them.

The above image of Tommy Hall appears in the 2020 publication "13th Floor Elevators: A Visual History." I think anyone can see that this was not some quickly captured candid moment, as Hall is clearly posing for the camera here. What do you suppose this means, and why would he want it included in the book? There may be a perfectly innocent explanation or perhaps it was just done randomly without much thought. But if one simply takes it at face value, the occult suggestion is quite obvious.

Harpocratic Eros, terracotta figurine made in Myrina, Greece, c. 100–50 B.C. (Louvre)

[Ptolemaic bronze Harpocrates]

[Aleister Crowley utilized Harpocrites mythology and symbolism heavily in his occult "magick" rituals (I believe that is an eye within a pyramid printed on his forehead BTW). Here he is making the same pose Tommy Hall is above. George Martin, of Beatles fame, also does this spontaneously in an interview when he was asked about whether the Beatles really played/wrote certain parts of their recordings.]

[Harpo Marx got his name from playing the Harp, apparently. I'm sure his silence had nothing to do with Harpocrates...]

Harpocrates (Ancient Greek: Ἁρποκράτης, Phoenician: 𐤇𐤓𐤐𐤊𐤓𐤈,[1] romanized: ḥrpkrṭ, Coptic: ϩⲁⲣⲡⲟⲕⲣⲁⲧⲏⲥ harpokratēs) is the god of silence, secrets and confidentiality in the Hellenistic religion developed in Ptolemaic Alexandria (and also an embodiment of hope, according to Plutarch). Greeks adapted Harpocrates from the Egyptian child-god Horus, who represented the newborn sun, rising each day at dawn. The name "Harpocrates" originated as a Hellenization of the Egyptian Har-pa-khered or Heru-pa-khered, meaning "Horus the Child". Depictions showed Horus as a naked boy with his finger to his mouth, a realisation of the hieroglyph for "child" (𓀔). Misunderstanding this gesture, later Greeks and Roman poets made Harpocrates the god of silence and of secrecy. - wikipedia

So what am I trying to say here, that Tommy Hall was/is an occultist just because he put his finger to his mouth in a photo? Well no, but consider this bit of dialogue found at freemasonry.bcy.ca:

Allan Vorda: Who came up with the logo of the pyramid with the eye? The pyramid and eye logo comes from the back side of a one dollar bill which states "Annuit Coeptis" and has exactly thirteen layers of bricks in the pyramid.

Powell St. John: It was one of those arcane symbols of which Tommy was so fond and so vague in explaining. Maybe it had something to do with Scientology. Tommy was very big on Scientology.

Now these names, Allan Vorda and Powell St. John - these are credible individuals historically and were either involved with the band directly or indirectly at various points in time. So these words carry some weight. And Tommy's involvment with Scientology is no secret, nor is his fascination with the esoteric. But why was this information found on a website for the Freemasonic Grand Lodge of British Columbia and Yukon? Why do Freemasons care about the logo of some 60s psychedelic band?

The above interview exerpt seems to be on a page dedicated to "anti-Freemasonry." Anti-Freemasonry is a name Freemasons have given to any ideas/concepts regarding Freemasonry that they either don't want the public commonly knowing about, or that they feel is untrue and must be corrected for the record. But oddly, the page doesn't seem to be attempting to "debunk" anything. On the contrary, it hints that Tommy Hall may have had more of a connection to the Eye of Providence symbol than he let on - leaving almost any possibility on the table. I doubt it had much to do with Scientology, but I suppose it is possible.

[Roky Erickson and the Aliens, circa 1978-1981]

Bill Miller [the Aliens]: In Austin the whole scene was centered around 1 thing, which was the Elevators. And all the other bands were sort of patterned after the Elevators…the Elevators were designed from day 1, before anyone had ever heard them, when they were still rehearsing and planning the whole thing. In the very early planning stages the Elevators were designed to be a cult item. And they invested the Cult item. - from Demon Angel: A Day and Night in the Life of Roky Erickson

Why does Bill Miller seem to be going out of his way in the above quote to drive home the contrived nature of the Elevators? Perhaps there was a faction within the group that was wildly organic, namely the Roky Erickson component. But the Tommy Hall factor seems to me where the contrived part comes in, and it's probably fair to say that the band would never have existed without those 2 components coming together. While Erickson tends to get most of the press, I believe Tommy Hall's angle has been far less understood. His is usually explored from the perspective of glorifying his obsession with "spiritual endeavors," allowing it all to comfortably settle somewhere in the middle of Psychedelic hippy history, never to be quite understood or explained completely.

He [Hall] was a pharmacology major at that time he was in college and uh…interested in what drugs do to people. And he became more and more interested in that. And eventually came to the point where that was really all he was interested in, except music. - Sandy Lockett, Soundman

...I think he had a Master’s degree he was teaching the UT English department. You know he was a very dogmatic fella you know, wore a suit and was kinda chubby… - Spencer Perskin, Shiva's Head Band

[Ken Kesey "began writing One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest in 1960 after completing a graduate fellowship in creative writing at Stanford University; the novel was an immediate commercial and critical success when published two years later. During this period, Kesey participated in CIA-financed studies involving hallucinogenic drugs (including mescaline and LSD) to supplement his income]

["The Acid Tests were a series of parties held by author Ken Kesey primarily in the San Francisco Bay Area during the mid-1960s, centered on the use of and advocacy for the psychedelic drug LSD, commonly known as "acid". LSD was not made illegal in California until October 6, 1966...27 November; Soquel, California: The first Acid Test was a party at Ken Babbs' house on 27 November 1965" - wiki]

[Owsley Stanley III aka "Bear," aka "Acid King."..."Stanley was the first known private individual to manufacture mass quantities of LSD...By his own account, between 1965 and 1967, Stanley produced at least 500 grams of LSD, amounting to a little more than five million doses...In 1963, he enrolled at the University of California, Berkeley, where he became involved in the psychoactive drug scene. He dropped out after a semester, took a technical job at KGO-TV, and began producing LSD in a small lab located in the bathroom of a house near campus..He used his Berkeley lab to buy 500 grams of lysergic acid monohydrate, the basis for LSD. His first shipment arrived on March 30, 1965, and he produced 300,000 hits (270 micrograms each) of LSD by May 1965]

"He (Stanley) was the guy that whipped up the acid…at Berkeley, at the 3rd or 4th floor of the chem lab. On Campus, man! That’s the only place they could make LSD from scratch. Where they had the actual equipment." - Hank Harrison

Let's not forget that history seems to indicate that the rather sudden injection of L.S.D. into 60s American "counter-culture" seemed to involve College Universities [as well as the C.I.A.] Stanford, in the case of Ken Kesey. Berkeley in the case of Stanley. What was Tommy Hall up to at the University of Texas, where he was literally studying how drugs affect living organisms?

Tommy wanted to create this utopia in his own mind. You know, what drugs to take, when to take em…mescaline in the morning LSD at night… - Mikel Erickson

...it got to where the drugs were a problem for the other fellows. And…they were always putting pressure on me to get high with them…I just got to the point where I got tired being bugged about it…I saw the kinda consciousness that it was bringing about and it was paranoia. I tried to get Stacy to stop but they’d just argue with me…Roky’s 2nd acid trip….hurt him. Hurt me too. Tommy gave us too much. I had a real bad trip and so did he, but he didn’t admit that he had a real bad trip he kept on taking the acid thinking everything would get better. I quit! I didn’t want another one of those experiences…I was scared. But Stacy and Tommy and Roky were NOT scared. Consequently, they got in all kinds of trouble. - John Ike Walton [drummer for 13FE]

Now while you are sitting there contemplating all of these tabs of L.S.D. and how it coincided with the dawn of the 60's Psychedelic Revolution, ponder this: The first C.I.A. sponsored Acid Test occurred in November of 1965. Members of the Warlocks [later known as The Grateful Dead] were present. The 13th Floor Elevators were formed the following month in Austin, Texas in December of 1965. Where and how was Tommy getting his acid, and how crucial a role did this play in the formation of the Elevators?

THE MAGIC BUS

[Original bus taken by the "Merry Pranksters" who toured across the country promoting L.S.D. and other drugs in the name of "mind expansion" or something]

[Inside the bus]

[Larry McMurty befriended Ken Kesey when he attended Stanford University during the 1960–1961 academic year...In 1964, Kesey and his Merry Pranksters conducted their noted cross-country trip, stopping at McMurtry's home in Houston.]

"Texas was no stranger to LSD at the time of the Houston Acid Test in March 1967. In fact, it could be argued that along with California, Texas was the pioneering US state for a non-academic psychedelic culture. Experiments with peyote and morning glory seeds began among college students in the early 1960s, and in 1965 use of marijuana and early batches of non-pharmaceutical LSD was common in hip circles. Even obscure drugs like DMT could be obtained. All the elements of an underground culture were in place, the main difference to the west coast was that the early psychedelic phase in Texas was concentrated to one specific spot - the University Of Texas (UT) in Austin... Out of this bohemian college scene came artists and performers like Janis Joplin and Gilbert Shelton, and a foundation was laid for famous music venues like the Vulcan Gas Co and the Armadillo World Headquarters in the late 1960s and early 1970s."

"The UT and Austin also gave birth to what is generally considered the first psychedelic rock group, the 13th Floor Elevators who formed in December 1965 and had an LSD-oriented agenda from day one. With the help of the Elevators and reasonably open-minded scenemakers like writer Jim Langdon and radio station owner Bill Josey in Austin, writer/promoter Scott Holtzman and TV show host Larry Kane in Houston, the Texans were ahead even of the S F Bay Area with regards to "psychedelic" music. Holtzman wrote a newspaper column in July 1966 on how psychedelia was all the rage among teenagers in Houston, while it would be several months before the rest of the US caught on in larger numbers." - lysergia.com/MerryPranksters/lamaMerryPranksters.htm (via Wayback Machine)

"We played about 3 months before we went to California. And we came back to Austin after California and recorded our first album...They [Grateful Dead] were taking dope together but they weren’t making music together on the dope, if you see what I mean. Only later, after they were allowed to by Tommy and his bunch." - John Ike Walton

It seems the Texas psychedelic culture began with Ken Kesey's C.I.A.-sponsored Merry Pranksters stopping off at his friend Larry McMurty's house in 1964, then culminated into a full blown Acid Test at Rice University in Houston in 1967, which was apparently the last one. In between is where the psychedelic culture was cultivated, and centered around The University of Texas (UT), where Tommy Hall was studying how drugs affect people! And to quote the above article, "The UT and Austin also gave birth to what is generally considered the first psychedelic rock group, the 13th Floor Elevators."

Take note of Walton's quote above, where he states the Grateful Dead weren't making music "on dope" when the Elevators first arrived to the Bay Area 3 months after forming. It was later, when they were "allowed to by Tommy and his bunch." Now that is some very interesting wording, because he seems to be referring to a group of people Tommy was affiliated with that were SEPERATE from the band. And they apparently had control of who took the drugs, and it sounds like they literally gave the Dead permission to do so! This is backed up somewhat by Billy Gibbons [ZZ-Top] in the documentary "You're Gonna Miss Me" where he basically states that all the Bay Area bands were soft and folksy until the Elevators blew through town.

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Wikipedia
Archive.org
Lama Workshop - by Patrick "The Lama" Lundborg
Demon Angel: A Day in the Life of Roky Erickson
13th Floor Elevators - You’re Gonna Miss Me: Psychedelic Reprise, by Claude Mathews
theragblog.blogspot.com
austinchronicle.com
The MHMR tapes, filmed 1986 Austin State Hospital
Freemasonry.bcy.ca
You're Gonna Miss Me - A Film About Roky Erickson (2007)
F.O.I.A.