I first went to India in 1992 and spent a couple of months in Goa. India was a pretty wild trip for an 18 year old lad from a village in England.
Of course I met people who had been in Goa from the late 80s onwards and told me it had changed etc etc but it was still pretty crazy in 92.
At that time you had to book a slot to make a phone call home so it really felt like another world. I wrote actual letters home to my raving mates regaling them of the lunacy of India.
More than any big parties, for us Goa was just one big good time: so cheap to live, amazing scenery and weather, rented an Enfield Bullet bike and tore around to incredible deserted beaches and little shacks and generally just hung out having the time of your life.
There were parties in houses people rented that felt more like 60s “happenings” : just endless long haired, sun tanned beautiful people lounging everywhere.
Heavy trance vibes compared to the US house music that was my sound at the time. The chillum ritual was everything and for anyone who’s ever really properly smoked charas with an India head then you’ll know the vibe. Boom Shankar! Lots of high quality acid around too. Dudes with big bags of Dexies like sweets. And the stuff you could buy over the counter in the pharmacy…as I said, a pretty wild time all round.
Bizarrely the one tune that sticks in my head as a kind of end of nighter was Bob Geldof/The Great Song Of Indifference. It ends in a kind of mad fiddle hoe down. Maybe that was just a thing for a particular crowd?
Lots of London kids there, already burned out from 4 years since ‘88 but the main thing was just the crowd of total nutters from around the world who kind of washed up in India. Travelling at that time still had the final remnants of The Serpent era / Hippy Trail about it and there were a fair few you came across who were definitely on the run from somewhere!
And the India scene wasn’t just Goa. You could go South to Kerala or across to Hampi or up North to Rajasthan and beyond to places in Himachal like Parvati Valley, Manali, Pulga where the charas came from and it was the same travelling crew and crazy vibe. I went back to India and Nepal again in 1996 for a few months and it had already changed a lot then. Last visited in 2005 and globalisation/ gentrification/ technology had created radical change.
Goa was very different! Unrecognisable really (mind you, so was I. We stayed in a 5* hotel near where I’d lived in a shack in 92!).
I’d love to go back again, take the kids etc. India doesn’t leave you once it’s in your blood. Really good times. Great to be reminded of them on this thread and see the videos.