I Get High…
One of my favorite stories about marijuana and the musicians who use it is the infamous first meeting of The Beatles and Bob Dylan. As legend has it, the Liverpool lads were a bit star struck, and Dylan, noticing this, decided to start the conversation by telling them that he really dug their tune, “I Wanna Hold Your Hand.” The Fab Four reciprocated by letting Dylan know that they were huge fans of his work. Dylan smiled and responded, “I especially like the part of your tune where you sing the line, ‘I get high, I get high, I get high.’’
Now whether or not Dylan knew the actual bridge line was, “I can’t hide, I can’t hide, I can’t hide,” is irrelevant. The Beatles, of course, did not dare correct the folk legend.
What is relevant is what happened next. Dylan asked the boys that fateful question, as the legend goes, that no one had ever asked them before: “Y’all wanna get high?” The rest, as they say, is indeed rock n’ roll and counter-culture history. The first time The Beatles smoked weed, they did it with Bob Dylan.
…And Then There Was Music
The relationship between the best plant on the planet and the best songwriters, activists and free thinkers on the planet was, without a doubt, set in motion by a power much greater than what the greatest minds in human history could begin to comprehend. This is of great comfort to me when I remember to stop forgetting that coincidence is just a word created to rationalize a much larger and universal truth: symbiotic relationships, cosmic to convenient, are as natural as it gets. As they say, a friend with weed is a friend indeed. Stay green.
Bob Dylan photo courtesy Badosa
Abbey Road Photo Courtesy Rev. Beraldo