:53:03
~ Don't you want
somebody to love ~
:53:05
~ Don't you need
somebody to love ~
:53:09
~ Wouldn't you love
somebody to love ~
:53:13
~ You better find
somebody to love ~
:53:18
~ Love ~
:53:20
~ [ Continues ]
:53:22
[ Duke Narrating ] 1965.
The great San Francisco acid wave.
:53:26
~ When the garden flowers ~
:53:28
I recall one night in a place
called the Matrix. There I was--
:53:33
- ~ [ Continues ]
- Mother of God. There I am.
:53:37
Holy fuck.
:53:39
Uh, clearly I was a victim
of the drug explosion...
:53:43
a natural street freak
just eating whatever came by.
:53:47
[ Voice Extremely Slowed Down ]
Does anybody want some LSD ?
:53:52
I got all the makin's...
:53:56
right here !
:53:59
[ Echoing ]
All I need is a place to cook.
:54:07
I decided to eat only
half of the acid at first...
:54:11
but I spilled the rest on the sleeve
of my red woolen shirt.
:54:19
[ Voice Slowed Down, Echoing ]
What's the trouble ?
:54:23
[ Voice Slowed Down, Echoing ]
Well, all this white stuff...
:54:26
on my sleeve...
:54:31
is LSD.
:54:50
[ Duke Narrating ]
With a bit of luck...
:54:53
his life
was ruined forever...
:54:55
always thinking that just behind some
narrow door in all his favorite bars...