Ending on a High Note: The Art of Getting Stoned and Cumming from Music

When I started smoking marijuana regularly, I got really into music. I would carve out specific time in the day to have these solo smoke sessions where I’d spark up and listen to weird, experimental rock. I kept a journal full of free-flowing thoughts, notes on specific songs, and comically bad sketches. Smoking weed let me listen to music mindfully, allowing me to write down how the music made me feel as it was happening. It was incredibly freeing to be able to experience these sensations and emotions without judgement and I couldn’t get enough of it.

Weed and music became a big escape for me that I leaned into pretty hard. I was never a religious person, but for the first time in my life, I felt an almost spiritual connection to music whenever I would smoke and get really into it. I started noticing things in music that I never really picked up on before, and it changed how I experienced it.

A crude sketch of a yellow smilie face with blood shot eyes.

I have some auditory issues when it comes to music, akin to tone-deafness. I can’t hold a beat to save my life and I’m really bad at dissecting the layers of music in a completed piece. It’s always made me feel like I can’t appreciate music the same way as most people but when I’m high, music sounds different. The movement of songs is so much more pronounced when I smoke weed. It makes it possible to follow along with the general tone of a piece, letting the music lead me up and down through a range of emotions.

It’s no question that music has a big impact on the human brain. For some people, music is the most important thing in the world. Music is–with few exceptions–a universally appreciated art form. Regardless of what genre of music you enjoy, most people can say they enjoy some type of music. Research even suggests that music activates our brain’s opioid system–the system involved in experiencing the same “high” of sexual pleasure or recreational drugs. So what happens when we mix all three?

I didn’t intend to orgasm the first time it happened with music. I honestly hadn’t considered it was even possible. I had never heard of someone cumming from music alone and I don’t think I even realized it was happening until it was over. I smoked my joint while I listened to a playlist on my Spotify called “Spaced Out,” something I specifically put together to encourage pleasant dissociation while smoking. 

As the music played, I felt the THC coursing through my veins. I lost myself in the song. I closed my eyes and fell into it in a way I can only describe as hypnotic. Mental orgasms aren’t a new concept to me. I’ve been using erotic hypnosis to have mental orgasms for years now and I’ve gotten pretty damn good at it. However, I wasn’t so skilled as to have one at will whenever I wanted. When I let myself fall deep into the music, I ignored everything else around me and focused solely on that building rhythm. 

The first song I ever had an orgasm to was this post-rock song introduced to me by a girl I briefly dated in the summer of 2019. The song is nearly all instrumental, with a few spoken words in the beginning that sound like they’re being overheard on a busy city street corner. The song is inarguably a strange one, with everything from guitars to violins, synthesizers, and even bagpipes. It combines such a weird mix of sounds to create a piece that I can really only enjoy while smoking weed–but I get so lost in it when I do.

There is a specific movement to the song that I once mapped out in my journal while extremely high. Like wavelengths on a graph, the song ebbs and flows and drives my mental state through a powerful musical experience. The guitar picks up a rhythm and gets slightly faster over time while violins accompany it, building up the intensity slowly over the course of 18 minutes of music.

There’s a very obvious climax to the song and I think that’s why I found it so easy to orgasm at that point. As the music grew stronger, I focused so hard on letting myself let go of reality. Just as I do with erotic hypnosis, I let that intense focus drive me to a mental state where things felt unrealistic, detached, and dissociated–but in a way where I could enjoy the sensations of being mentally checked out of my body.

I’ve only cum to music a handful of times, but all were while smoking marijuana and using skills I learned through erotic hypnosis. Having an orgasm from music isn’t something I did passively, but it is something I did without even really realizing what was happening. While mental orgasms have always been one of my favorite party tricks, being able to actually orgasm from music alone was next level for me. I’m incredibly grateful for all the amazing sensations I’ve gotten to experience thanks to marijuana, erotic hypnosis, and some of the weirdest music I’ve ever heard.

Have a lovely 4/20 holiday, all!

One Reply to “Ending on a High Note: The Art of Getting Stoned and Cumming from Music”

  1. After reading your post, I specifically included this clip from Nevergreen and listened to it carefully from start to finish several times. And no effect. Probably the main ingredient depicted in the photo was missing 🙂

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