In the 90s in the suburbs around buffalo, we would get brown regular weed until about September October until the area would get flooded with amazing locally grown dank of several varieties only known by the name of the grower ex. Todd-bud. There was always roadkill skunk my buddies dad used to grow which is nothing like anything modern I've grown/smoked. Then the good weed would go dry in about February then the regs would creep back in which was a sad time of year. Every once in a while someone would find a stash of the killer during the regs time but it would go quickly. There are some amazing growers in the country around buffalo and would kill to get some of those roadkill skunk genetics. If you ever smoked it, you would definitely know it. Every year at the same time, in front of a certain house on a certain country road the foul scent of dead skunk arises but there is no skunk anywhere and it smells that way 6 months out of the year....are you still there??
Back around '84-'85 there was black brick weed. To this day, some of the most potent product I've smoked. Would kill for some seeds.
Simon
In the 90s in the suburbs around buffalo, we would get brown regular weed until about September October until the area would get flooded with amazing locally grown dank of several varieties only known by the name of the grower ex. Todd-bud. There was always roadkill skunk my buddies dad used to grow which is nothing like anything modern I've grown/smoked. Then the good weed would go dry in about February then the regs would creep back in which was a sad time of year. Every once in a while someone would find a stash of the killer during the regs time but it would go quickly. There are some amazing growers in the country around buffalo and would kill to get some of those roadkill skunk genetics. If you ever smoked it, you would definitely know it. Every year at the same time, in front of a certain house on a certain country road the foul scent of dead skunk arises but there is no skunk anywhere and it smells that way 6 months out of the year....are you still there??
It wasn't the first kind bud I smoked, but I was living in a big house in Boston in the early-mid nineties and I had a pretty awesome connection for ounces and QPs (pretty girls who associated with coke dealers)... there was this one super potent bud that stank of pine. That was some memorable herb in a time in which none of the stuff ever had a name.
Besides that I remember when I was first smoking, a few years prior to the pine bud, that I bought an eighth that cost $62.50. Mostly memorable because of the price. I think it was nice herb, but heck if I really recall.
I lived in columbia MO 91-94.. smoked columbian and some skunk there too..
I lived in Columbia MO 85-91... we used to smoke this imported stuff we called "Tutti Fruiti," it smelled like oranges. Someone who grew up there said it's the same weed Columbia's been smoking for 20 years. I rather liked it.
I did once run across some incredible "Panama Red," a friend scored in the parking lot of the old Blue Note (up on the business loop) on a Wednesday Dance Party night. We went back to my place, pulled several bongs, and, um, wound up pulling some more with a few dudes who weren't actually there...
I knew one of the guys who lived with some of the members of "Blue Dixie," up on Bouchelle, pretty close to College Ave. They got freaked out by "Operation Green Merchant," because they had bought a bunch of Hydro-farm stuff shipped via UPS, so they wacked a whole crop of really amazing stuff from the Super Sativa Seed Club. It was a melange, and all of it was top notch.
And then there was what must have been someone's IBL Colombian Gold, which I affectionately referred to as "Tasty Gold." One night, I was given the job to clean the seeds out of an ounce while everyone else got dinner ready. I kept most of it (the seeds), and started some on what would be my first successful run. I did it with a partner, his house, my skills. That stuff grew this amazing plant with these wack little horns for floral structures right at the stem internodes. Very strange. Haven't seen anything like that since. But that stuff. Holy Mother of God. The most psychedelic weed I have ever smoked. One of my friends called it "Genetically Altered Super Pot." After smoking down one night, I woke up inside a dream 4 times before I finally, really, woke up.
I think.
Yeah, those was the days.
I was one of the "Swing House" cats.
Lived in San Fran 91-93, too. Panhandle Park. Haight St. Yum.
Thanks for the memories!
I remember the tutti fruiti. Blue note, we must have crossed paths because i was there always on Wednesday. Then off to harpos for thursday, then always late night food at Shakespeare's pizza (i knew the owner). I went to Columbia College but partied all over, people liked the canadian accent.