WTF IS DAB? WHITE FANG’S ERIK GAGE ON 710 by MARK CRAIG photo by Eric Luc
How much do you like to get high? A lot, I’m sure. But have you caught the new craze sweeping the nation? It’s called dab and it’s coming soon to a coffee table near you. Dab’s more on the trip of growers and the chronically pained, but why let them have all the fun? It’s not like we’re opposed to taking a couple two-tree pharmaceuticals here and there to liven up the vibe, but pills are lame (sometimes) so we figured we’d clue you in as to what everyone’s going to be toking this summer. Dab -- AKA BHO (butane hash oil), earwax, errl, budder, shatter, glass, 710, or oil -- is amber globs of almost pure THC rendered through a process of blasting and purging pot with butane. While you can certainly smear a lil dab on top of your breakfast bowl, the preferred method of ingestion is through a dab rig. This rig is essentially a bong fitted with a male “nail” piece that you heat up with a blowtorch. This allows the earwax to vaporize once it’s “dabbed” onto a nail. So fresh, so clean, fam. Hash is A-OK with us, but this shit’s way more powerful and yields a stone similar to your best times back in high school, or college or whatever. To clue us in on the dab craze, we got one of our favorite stoners to give us the skinny on freebasing the new wave of burner culture. Here’s what Erik Gage -- of Gnar Tapes & Shit, White Fang, the Memories and Free Weed -- had to say about dablature.
When did you first hear about dab? On tour somewhere, not sure exactly in which city or state I first heard the term. It was definitely something I picked up on from conversations with other bands or party people. Did that make you want to do it? Of course :-) What was the first experience like? It was at Burger Records, at a show, in the shop. It was a show for one of my bands, not sure which. The kid had a huge blowtorch and he kept talking about the lava rock that was in the piece. I was like whatever let’s rock, and I remember it hitting me. Honestly, I was pleasantly surprised about how potent the feeling was, and how quick it came on. I took as many hits as the kid would give me, which turned out to be a lot :-) Have you noticed more people using dab since trying it, or do you feel like it’s still pretty obscure in stoner culture? It’s mixed. Some people seem to know all about it, some people have never heard of it. I feel like it’s a fairly new concept for people, as the equipment required is kind of specific and I think expensive? All of my experiences with it have been with people I met on tour with my bands. I’ve done it mostly in California, but I have also done it in Texas. What’s your favorite nickname for dab? Hot drip, haunted wax, trippy sauce, dabble dots, etc. 420 vs 710? Buds are easier to smoke on the go. Better in the car on tour, while out on the town, in the back of the bar, etc. It’s simple to use and relatively easy to find. But dabs get you higher, for sure. If you smoke enough dabs it almost feels like the first time you got high. But it’s definitely an art to get it just right. If you don’t pace the hit right, like controlling your breath and choosing when to exhale (I like to break it into like 2-3 rips), you can cough really hard. In San Francisco, at a friend’s house coming back from tour recently, a few of my friends (including Unkle Funkle) and I drank about two 40s
of malt liquor each and were dabbing out really, really hard with a friend. The dude was trying to test us I think. He makes the stuff -- tons of it and all kinds -- and I think he was pushing us far to see how tough we could hang. We were all killing it; just dabbing out over and over and over and smoking bowls and drinking malt liquor and eating delivered pizza. I had just taken a huge, huge hit -- it was extended out like a long drip, but the shit was sticky as hell so it wasn’t dripping; it was just long as fuck. I hit it like a fuse being lit, just slowly submerging this huge dab. I hit it and was coughing and laughing when I saw Unkle Funkle get up from his sleeping back on the floor in the kitchen (it was in the early AM hours of a Tuesday morning) and beeline to the bathroom. I’m like, uh-oh, that doesn’t look good. He had just taken a huge dab like me, maybe even longer, and had pounded two 40s pretty fast before that, so dude was spinning. We all looked at him as he tried to open the bathroom door. The door to the bathroom kind of sticks in that apartment, but he thought someone was in the bathroom and just lost it. He spewed straight onto the floor, then pulled his shirt off and started trying to puke into it but it just squirted in huge globs out the sides of his dirty shirt, which just made the destruction worse. I think he puked in the other room too at some point trying to grab another shirt to clean up the mess. I was just screaming and hiding my face in my shirt on the couch. Will you ever write a song about dab? I don’t know for sure. I’m sure it’ll pop up in some lyrics. I really should write one about the above story tho, lol.
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