The New York Times, bless it, has clearly decided that it’s written enough about the fact that there are “hipsters” in a place called “Williamsburg,” because this weekend it turned itself to another earth-shattering revelation: there is a drug called “molly,” and young people these days seem to enjoy taking it. The article quoted such experts as a 26-year-old woman who took molly at a macrobiotic restaurant (“I felt I wasn’t putting as many scary chemicals into my body!”), a 22-year old senior at Columbia (“It makes you really happy!”), and, inevitably, Cat Marnell. As a whole, the report is not exactly high on cutting-edge analysis, and anyway, it’s all been done before. Here are ten songs that discuss the ecstasy experience long before the NYT did.
Pulp — “Sorted for E’s and Wizz”
The US’s post-millennial MDMA craze is kinda curious for anyone who grew up outside this country’s borders, because everywhere else ecstasy was big news almost 20 years ago. The drug’s highs and lows are related in Jarvis Cocker’s reminiscence of the golden era of clandestine acid house raves, from the thrills of grabbing tickets from “some fucked up bloke in Camden Town” and driving out into the middle of nowhere on the faith that you’ll somehow find the party, through the faux-brotherly hugging of people you’ve never met before, to the inevitable comedown and how terrible you feel the next day. As far as summations of the MDMA experience go, “In the middle of the night, it feels alright/ But then tomorrow morning, oh, then you come down,” is as succinct and accurate as you get.