This is the kool-aid they warned you about drinking. Ok, so close your eyes and imagine you’re one of those rich, Silicon Valley types that thinks taking ayahuasca is a good shortcut to enlightenment. You charter a private jet down South America way, paid in bitcoin, with your investment banker bros for the all-inclusive rich-gringo-ripoff package, and you all gag down the brew of your Burning Man festival-endorsed shaman and spirit-guide. And right as you start to feel something coming on, the old native looks you dead in the eyes and starts laughing maniacally. You just bought the ticket, time … Continue reading Premiere: Rat Punch – “Riff City”