Binky The Doormat
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20 Yr Old Album: Yessongs - Yes
I turned 20 in early 1978 and it was another "big change" year for me. I finished out my sophomore year at Miami of Ohio, but had decided to no longer pursue a degree in architecture. I was disappointed in the program and the professors. It was not a structural engineering degree, it was a five year design program that still required further education to become a real architect. After Christmas of 1977 I dropped my architecture classes (but continued with the rest of them).
I didn't know what to do with myself and was pretty depressed. I had a lot of time on my hands so I occupied myself by way-stepping up my pot and beer consumption, and making my hallucinogenic experiences a 2-3 times a week thing as opposed to occasionally. Our "dorm room" was actually re-purposed rooms in the campus hospital and was located in the center of campus right across from the Res. We were the hangout for all of our friends who were looking to kill time in-between classes instead of studying or tramping all the way to their dorm.
Whatever you wanted was there in front of you, and at least several people were hanging out/partying in our room from 9am - until well after midnight. We were playing bong Euchre, giving gratuity one hits - trading beers for blotter/microdot/mushrooms. I stayed high and somehow maintained a 3.3 grade point thanks to my limited class schedule.
The music was everything you would expect from 18-20 yr olds in the Midwest: almost all early-mid 70s rock ...Led Zepplin, Pink Floyd, Jethro Tull, Rolling Stones, Steely Dan, Neil Young, Styx
(not my album), Traffic, Eagles , Queen, The Who, Black Sabbath, Elton John, Fleetwood Mac, David Bowie, and I turned a lot people into lifetime Todd fans as well.
When I got back home that summer, I was still smoking a lot of pot. I worked a lot at the golf course, but when I wasn't working or out carousing, I was in my room getting high with my little pinch-hitter and blowing it out the window. They are great, but not for powder ...I think I still have scars in the back of my throat. I can't count the number of times my mom found my pot and flushed it but didn't tell my dad about it.
While maintaining my stonedness in my room, I listened to the Yessongs album over and over. It's great background music and it just seems to flow over you. I listened to that album significantly more than just about anything else in that time. Living at home, working and to college - I didn't have a lot of time on my hands, but when I did, my parents were agreeable to letting me paint one of the Roger Dean scenes that were on the album on my bedroom wall. I can't even remember how long it took. I posted this a couple of years ago here, so apologies for the repeat.
note: pretty sweet bicentennial red/white/& blue carpeting too.
I turned 20 in early 1978 and it was another "big change" year for me. I finished out my sophomore year at Miami of Ohio, but had decided to no longer pursue a degree in architecture. I was disappointed in the program and the professors. It was not a structural engineering degree, it was a five year design program that still required further education to become a real architect. After Christmas of 1977 I dropped my architecture classes (but continued with the rest of them).
I didn't know what to do with myself and was pretty depressed. I had a lot of time on my hands so I occupied myself by way-stepping up my pot and beer consumption, and making my hallucinogenic experiences a 2-3 times a week thing as opposed to occasionally. Our "dorm room" was actually re-purposed rooms in the campus hospital and was located in the center of campus right across from the Res. We were the hangout for all of our friends who were looking to kill time in-between classes instead of studying or tramping all the way to their dorm.
Whatever you wanted was there in front of you, and at least several people were hanging out/partying in our room from 9am - until well after midnight. We were playing bong Euchre, giving gratuity one hits - trading beers for blotter/microdot/mushrooms. I stayed high and somehow maintained a 3.3 grade point thanks to my limited class schedule.
The music was everything you would expect from 18-20 yr olds in the Midwest: almost all early-mid 70s rock ...Led Zepplin, Pink Floyd, Jethro Tull, Rolling Stones, Steely Dan, Neil Young, Styx
(not my album), Traffic, Eagles , Queen, The Who, Black Sabbath, Elton John, Fleetwood Mac, David Bowie, and I turned a lot people into lifetime Todd fans as well. When I got back home that summer, I was still smoking a lot of pot. I worked a lot at the golf course, but when I wasn't working or out carousing, I was in my room getting high with my little pinch-hitter and blowing it out the window. They are great, but not for powder ...I think I still have scars in the back of my throat. I can't count the number of times my mom found my pot and flushed it but didn't tell my dad about it.
While maintaining my stonedness in my room, I listened to the Yessongs album over and over. It's great background music and it just seems to flow over you. I listened to that album significantly more than just about anything else in that time. Living at home, working and to college - I didn't have a lot of time on my hands, but when I did, my parents were agreeable to letting me paint one of the Roger Dean scenes that were on the album on my bedroom wall. I can't even remember how long it took. I posted this a couple of years ago here, so apologies for the repeat.
note: pretty sweet bicentennial red/white/& blue carpeting too.
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) previously unreleased stuff and originals started to become collector's items, and pricey as ####. it was mind bottling seeing their live album "Night of the Living Dead" going for well over $100. 
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