Just what we need: Another teen-friendly drug
Bath salts is the informal “street name” for a family of designer drugs. Effects have been said to be similar to amphetamine and cocaine. The greatest allure of bath salts is simply the ease with which one could buy them — they were legal, sold in head shops and gas stations with the disclaimer that they were “not for human consumption.”
Much like Pop Music, Bath Salts can be purchased anywhere, by virtually anyone. Accessibility is key here, and then comes the inevitable viral effect. It can be dangerous enough to send anyone to New Jersey luxury drug abuse rehab centers, but the people who use them don’t seem to mind. Too much of a good thing? Not before I get my fill. ,
It doesn’t have the ring of “Ecstasy” or “Spice.” But it’s less of a mouthful than 3,4-Methylenedioxypyrovalerone.
For the first entry in Sound Trapping, our new #NarcoPop series which looks at pop music as drugs, we explore Bath Salts Pop & Resin Highs. We couldn’t talk Bath Salts Pop without a look at its hazy history. The queen cartel of this is none other than the legendary Miss Britney Spears. Her 2007 album Blackout was undoubtedly a precursor to the pop music we’re about to introduce to you.
Is there such thing as going too hard in the paint? When you’re raging against Danja’s beat machine, those days are understandable. Britney Spears’ 2007 album Blackout reeks of Bath Salts and resin highs and stands as the preeminent release in this neo-genre. The part-time drowned out vocals, the makeshift aesthetic and the boombastic beats that tie it all together, Blackout remains #theunfuckwithable. Because shaving your head is just as visceral and anarchist as eating somebodies face off. But who could blame her? When anarchy is your ideal, what could be more fun than getting together a few unlikely friends and romping around in dark music that reeks of a rebellious high you can’t come down from with just a cup of water, unless of course it’s holy water. So breathe. Inhale and ride the high as long as you can. But, #DoRemember the fall is as deep as the bass drop.
Balt Salts Pop’s effects appear almost immediately after a single dose, and disappear within a few minutes or hours. Taken in small amounts (up to 100 mg), the drug usually makes the user feel euphoric, energetic, talkative, and mentally alert, especially to the sensations of sight, sound, and touch…
Acute to severe anxiety, paranoia and The Usual Disappointments
Bath Salts Pop comes from a place of brooding from a generation that has sore necks from looking up at stars. In the words of Edie Sedgwick, “It’s not that I’m rebelling… It’s that I’m just trying to find another way.” Any other way. That unnerving feeling of alienation and disassociation from the world is intensified when listening to Bath Salts Pop. Take for instance Atlanta based band The FountNHead. Their latest LP The Usual Disappointment tells The FountNHead’s version of life in a creatively desolate city–the obstacles it takes for some of the city’s best underground artists to rise to the top through the stereotypes, the cliques and the haters–all to reach their own creative freedom without falling to opinions of others. The FountNHead’s word is this: you can work hard to impress everyone around you and never meet their standards. Or, you can stop caring what others have to say and look within to build your own success.
Increased Heart Rate
The faster the absorption, the more intense the high. Chest pains, tremors or seizures and and irregular heartbeat comes with the territory. No need to feel somebodies heartbeat, because if you look closely you can see it pumping out of their chest. Think heartbeats so loud, it drowns out the drums. Even the pumping drums of Abdu Ali‘s “Banjee Musick” and Saint’s banger “Get High.” These house and Baltimore club hybrids build to a satisfying climax, that will leave you humming the lines “Everyday–Get High, Every night, Get High…” It’s not wonder that’s all the kids talk about.
Saint’s “Get High”
You see and hear things that are so random, so wrong, they couldn’t be right. Yet you want more. These wonderfully horrid things populate our psyche when under the influence of Bath Salts Pop. Sweet Brown’s auto tuned romp sounds like it’d be a hit if someone with vocal prowess of Cee-Lo sung it, but even with Sweet Brown’s vocals it manages to have a quirky and catchy feeling that is undeniable.
The same can be said for Drake’s musical love letter to Aaliyah. Who would have thought? Almost a decade after her death, Aaliyah’s voice would be heard again over a 40 production that can reintroduce her sonically to a generation that only knows her through second-handed references from people like Drake. Strange times, even stranger that “Enough Said” is intoxicating.
And then comes the trip…
It’s all fun and games until your head is spinning uncontrollably. One hit and you’re one hit away from Euphoria land. A place that might look something like the visual for Corinne Stevie’s “Controversy” or Santigold’s “Big Mouth.”
And when we get the munchies we dine on the face of our competitors… Hide Your Kids, Kill Your Idols. You should be more scared of lions, tigers and bears than pop music. Or should you?
“I’m an AN-I-MAL, I was born to kill”
“I’m going to lock you in my cage and I won’t stop until you behave”
“If you want, I’ll treat you like an animal”
#popcannibalism Can I get my thrills?