Fifty thousand ralliers can’t be wrong. That’s how many people showed up for the Atlanta Pot Festival on April 11. They came to see the Black Crowes—the event’s headline attraction—smoke some herb with their brothers and sisters and rally for the cause of cannabis legalization.
I can’t express how gratifying it is to see Chef RA running for president, especially on a platform that includes Native American, women’s and gay rights. I sincerely hope this is not a mere novelty campaign, but a serious attempt to dismantle the two-party, corporate-controlled, mock-election monopoly.
HIGH TIMES: Where were you born? Mark Emory: Right here in London, Ontario, Canada, on February 13th, 1958. The good thing about that is that when you’re born here, you’re considered one of the chosen ones. It’s sort of like the Land of Israel is to the Jews.
In an outlandish case of judicial cruelty, Steven D. Corbin, of Caldwell County, MO, has just begun serving the seventh year of a 25-year sentence for involvement in the sale of less than six ounces of marijuana. He had no prior record. The case began in 1985, when Corbin, an oilworker from Caldwell County who had moved to Oklahoma in 1982, returned to Missouri.
In a landmark decision the New York Court of Appeals ruled on April 2 that police may not enter onto private property without a search warrant in the hopes of finding evidence of criminal activity. Previous rulings protected only a person’s home and the area in the immediate vicinity of the house.
The legal effort to allow medicinal prescription of marijuana suffered a setback March 18, when Drug Enforcement Administration Chief Robert Bonner issued his final ruling on the Medical Marijuana Petition. Bonner called his decision “a final rule concluding the plant material marijuana has no currently accepted medical use.”
During the past several weeks, HIGH TIMES has received numerous tips that the DEA has begun a series of sting operations aimed at entrapping both indoor and outdoor growers. Principally, HIGH TIMES has heard of several fronts advertising high-quality marijuana seeds for sale.
On March 17, the 450-member House of Delegates of the California Medical Association voted to adopt a resolution which could ultimately lead to restoring the prescriptive use of marijuana in California. The CMA, with a total membership of 34,000, is the largest medical association in California.
On March 14, the Starks town council voted to legalize possession and cultivation of marijuana for industrial and personal use. The western Maine community of 500 approved a resolution allowing possession of up to two pounds of cannabis flowers by a secret vote of 45 to 42.
In a case due to be heard on May 1, brothers Thomas and Nicholas Angelou, plan to challenge the marijuana laws of Pennsylvania on the grounds of religious freedom. The brothers, of West Mifflin, PA, are both practicing yogi devotees of the Hindu god Shiva.
Entrapment in Georgia The Georgia Bureau of Investigation is probing charges that former Baker County Deputy Sheriff Pete Rentz planted cocaine in the car of drug suspect Chaka James to force him to become an informant. A local police officer has already testified against Rentz.
First Female AIDS Patient to Receive Legal Marijuana
Barbra and Kenny Jenks were already dying when 12 vice cops put a battering ram through the front door of their Panama City, FL home, placed a gun to Barbra’s head and ordered Kenny to hand over his stash—two scrawny marijuana plants. A rabid War on Drugs prosecutor charged the young couple with three felonies: possession, cultivation and intent to sell.
The Hoosier Cannabis Re-legalization Coalition (HCRC), based in Bloomington, IN, has been denied access to commercial cable programming by TCI of Indiana. The group, told by a TCI representative in February that there was no problem running paid marijuana-legalization ads, produced two 30-second spots.
The marijuana movement is going global! In Poland, pro-pot groups held a protest in front of the Zacheta (Warsaw’s largest art museum) on March 12 to challenge the government’s recent decision to adopt US drug policy and reclassify pot as a hard drug.
Clinton Comes Clean on Pot Use; Brown Hedges on Decrim
I could feel it in my bones. First Chilly Willie was de-Flowered by Gennifer. Then he dodged draft-resistance charges. I knew Bill Clinton was about to be smoked out on pot. The Arkansas governor does not favor marijuana legalization or decriminalization.
Freedom Fighter of the Month: Tasmanian Establishes Legal Hemp Farm
In March, Patsey Harmsen harvested her new company’s first small crop of legal cannabis. On her modest farm in the outback town of Tinderbox, on the Australian island of Tasmania, her Hemp For Paper Consortium is trying to prove to the Australian government that cannabis hemp can provide a new and ecologically-sound source of fiber for paper making.
For a man who was facing up to 30 years in prison, Mark V. Trimper of Virginia Beach, VA had himself quite a day in court last February 26. He convinced a jury that the 175 marijuana plants he’d been growing in his home were for personal consumption and not for distribution.
On February 29, more than 500 protesters attended the Florida Statewide Hempfest. Bands including The Kind, Kevin Bogle and Johari Window performed for the enthusiastic crowd. Speakers included Michael Geison and Bud Schneider from the Florida Legalization Organization, and Charles Willett for the Florida ACLU. Mike Miller, who is running for the State House of Representatives, discussed the state of the herb: “Elect me and the first thing F11 do is sponsor a bill to legalize marijuana.”
Hemp Activists Gather in Ann Arbor in Victory for First Amendment
The 21st Annual Hash Bash was held in Ann Arbor, MI, on April 4 despite a legal skirmish over the tokers’ First Amendment right to peaceably assemble. As in 1990, the University of Michigan, the site of the Bash, rejected Ann Arbor NORML’s application for a rally permit.
I have finally finished writing my unauthorized autobiography which will be published next year by Simon & Schuster. Here’s a little sneak preview: The Mad Scientist was neither mad nor scientific. Actually, he had been active in theater.
The other night I was having dinner with some friends at one of my regular haunts, a French bistro on Park Avenue South just a few blocks from the labyrinthine new offices of HIGH TIMES. My friend looked at me wearily over drinks and announced, “I’m depressed about the state of the country.”
What does the rainbow mean? It is universality. Universal religions, races, ideas and anything else that can be used to describe people. Rainbow covers all creation. Rainbow is separate from nothing since it encompasses everything. Yet I feel much separation.
Simply put, the most important music story of 1992 is the phenomenal rise of the Seattle sound. From Nirvana’s out-ofnowhere meteoric ascent to dizzying multiplatinum heights (their anthemic Nevermind album sold over three million copies at press time) to critic’s faves like Soundgarden (not exactly slouches in the record sales department either), Mudhoney, Pearl Jam, Tad, Screaming Trees and Alice In Chains, a tattered horde of natty, dirty dudes with grunge-tuned guitars have become the sound and voice of a new generation.
Soundgarden: The name conjures up an image of a lilywhite gazebo peopled with angelic muses—hardly a vestibule of metal, that rock ’n’ raunch genre home to grease monkeys and glamsters alike. But think again. Seattle’s Soundgarden not only rock—they rule.
Chris Robinson is mad as hell and isn’t gonna take it anymore. That’s why I’m sitting in Robinson’s spacious living room in Atlanta, G A listening to the Black Crowes’ skinny-ass lead singer hold court about pot. “You’re gonna tell me puttin’ up a nuclear plant in my neighborhood is good for me, but I’m not allowed to smoke weed?” HIGH TIMES caught the buzz on the Black Crowes last year, First we heard the group bought out a table full of hemp products at a dub in Kentucky while they were on tour.
In this unique cross-cultural tale, the Raunch Hands meet Supersnazz, drink a lot of sake and smoke a little pot.
The Photo Shoot to End All Photo Shoots
It’s Halloween in Tokyo. Back home in New York, Greenwich Village is working its version of Mardi Gras, an enormous parade of costumed freaks bleating on noisemakers and banging on drums, drinking and smoking dope and stomping through Washington Square Park.
Combining roots reggae with a more accessible hip-hop sound is something Barrington Levy is good at. With hits like “Under Me Sensi, ” he’s making some of the best dance music available today while staying true to his Rasta roots.
In their infinite wisdom, the governors of Trenchtown have knuckled under to a ganjaphobic Uncle Sam, burning down much sensi while Jamaica has developed into a major Caribbean stopping-point for the coke and crack that has invaded the youth.
When Monster Magnet’s drummer, Jon Kleiman, tells me with a straight face that their record label paid them their advance in pot, I can’t tell whether he’s pulling my pud or not. After fully digesting Spine of God (Caroline), I’m beginning to believe him.
Early in the summer, experienced marijuana gardeners set out to discover the sex of each plant in their garden. Determining sex is essential for sinsemilla gardening, and especially important for breeders interested in producing quality seeds.
A friend turned me on to this strain from seeds he had acquired in Amsterdam. When he purchased them, he had asked for the skunkiest stuff. Not knowing what they were going to produce, I named them Skunky Pete, in my friend’s honor. This garden yielded 3-1/2 lbs.
Members of the Western Washington University chapter of NORML have joined forces with the newly formed Citizens for Drug Reform Policy (CDRP) in Seattle in an attempt to force a ballot vote to decriminalize marijuana. The groups are sponsoring two initiatives.
The Black Crowes’ keyboard player and way-serious stoner fired off these questions during the interview session: 1— Is there anything new and organic that we haven't tried yet? 2— What’s the story on Space Cake? 3— What are some of the events that take place at the Cannabis Cup?
NORML's 1992 National Conference will be held in San Francisco, CA, on the 4-6 of September. This is Labor Day weekend, which gives us all an extra day of travel without affecting the standard work week and offers significantly reduced room rates at the St. Francis, a Westin Hotel.
Well, I have herbalized myself, thought about life, re-herbalized myself, and now it’s time for me to write my letter. I really appreciate the job you people at THMQ do. It helps me get a grasp of how things are going with the weed in the country today.
ED ROSENTHAL TOURS HOLLAND! The Guru of Ganja surveys Amsterdam’s growroom scene, then visits the Dutch government’s experimental hemp fields. EUROPEAN RAINBOW Held in a remote section of the Bierzacady Mountains in Poland, this gathering attracted 5,000 peaceniks from around the world.
When I arrived two hours early fir Phish's gig at New York City's Roseland, a mass of people had already gathered. At first glance, it looked like freshmen orientation day at Jerry Garcia State University, though a closer look showed a more diverse range of people—from pale and pasty NewYorkers to Vermont mountaineers to California surfer-heads.
HE'S MEAN, HE'S GREEN AND HE'S MAD, HE'S.. GANJASAURUS REX
GET STOOPID WITH THE SHAMEN
IS THAT CHICKEN I SMELL?
For all you fashion victims who like the look of nose rings but are too wimpy to consider the thought of cold steel piercing your delicate nasal flesh, here’s the “Slip-on Nose Ring.” Cousin to the ever-popular ear cuff, the slip-on will scare your parents and fool your friends. Guess which one’s the actual piercing. (Available by sending $5 [sterling silver] or $6 [gold-filled], to: Insite, PO Box 492575, Redding,
The people that pepper performance artist/painter Joe Coleman’s work are not what you’d call pretty. Most of them are either covered with boils and tumors, sport stab wounds or have contorted freak-show features. While Coleman’s paintings might seem grotesque at first glance, there’s a certain evil beauty to be found within them. Best known for blowing himself up, chewing the heads off small rodents and etching the movie poster for Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer, Coleman has committed his considerable talents to vinyl in a package called Infernal Machine (Blast First) which includes a booklet containing artwork, text and an arrest report along with a very intense—both visually and aurally—picture disc. To order send $20 + $3 for postage and handling to: Blast First, 262 Mott St., Room 324, New York, NY 10012.
With only six episodes in existence, The Ren and Stimpy Show (Nickelodeon, MTV) is already on its way to becoming the cult cartoon series of the `90s. Ren is a cynical. greedy (yet often helpless) Chihuahua with a Peter Lorre German accent. Stimpy is a fat, terminally happy (yet naive and gullible) cat with a voice that sounds like Larry of the Three Stooges without the squeals.
How does a language evolve beyond its rudimentary functions without getting caught up in a this-means-that equation, and why is it even necessary for a language to evolve? If we could successfully answer these questions, we may be that much closer to function and meaning and godhood.
Honey’s Dead (Def American) Isn’t the fact that the first single (“Reverence”) off Jesus and Mary Chain’s new record got them banned from BBC’s “Top of the Pops” enough to make you buy this record? With lines like “I wanna die just like Jesus Christ/I wanna die just like JFK,” and video imagery that includes an American flag getting shot to shit (perhaps by the guy hanging off the cross holding a gun), it’s pretty likely that MTV will also wimp out of airing “Reverence” (except for maybe on “120 Minutes”).
Contrary to popular belief, the cretinous, ugly, punk rock of the Pacific Northwest did not begin with Sub Pop Records. Perhaps it's the isolation—maybe it's the rain—but the Northwest has a tradition of nasty rock'n'roll dating back to the `50s.