where I grew up we didn't have friendly hippies manufacturing LSD the next county over. It was very expensive and hard to come by. However a couple of times a year, someone would come out from the west coast with a couple sheets of LSD. Usually by the weekend there would be an acid party at someone's house. That is how I first ended up taking acid. At a friend's house while her mother was at work. We cut school and all dosed on the way to her place. It pretty much came on all of use as we crossed the river on a ferry.
We spent the day doing what most teenagers on acid trapped in a house by the weather will do. Desperately trying to get the various cassette and record players in the house to work and failing. But at one point we did listen to two of the most well known psychedelic bands. The Grateful Dead and the Butthole Surfers.