What happens when you walk around the Burning Man festival, armed with a tape recorder and a big vial of DMT? Pretty much this:
I couldn’t make it to Burning Man that year, but my good friend Marc was going so I gave him a large vial of DMT (dimethyltryptamine) and a microcassette recorder with instructions to administer it to the people he was with and to record audio of the whole experience…the following are the microcassette tapes that Marc returned with after a week of tripping in the Nevada desert.
Some of the recordings are of low quality, with loud music sometimes intruding obscuring voices, but the mp3s make for some interesting ambient listening – just to hear the experiences that people brought ‘back’ and how it affected them personally.
