The MIR space station of dab rigs…
This is ground control to Major Dab. Major Dab, do you hear us? Of course you can’t. You are too far out into space and are only likely to receive this communique when you come down off your incredible high. Be careful upon re-entering the Earth’s atmosphere, and Godspeed Big E Rig by Hyer.
The Big E is set to deliver an otherworldly high from a cleverly constructed rig that never calls for a torch. Such is a fine world without torches. A portable ahead of it’s time, precise and sturdy of spirit and character. Like the Sony Walkman of yesteryear. It has all the right stuff. By George it even cleans itself.
Don’t let it’s jaunty appearance fool you. While this rig appears at first to be a saucy robotic in the midst of singing, “I’m a little teapot, short and stout, here is my handle, here is my spout..” it is not in fact paying homage to the classic nursery rhyme. Rather it is a laboriously researched and devised mechanism crafted for maximum impact.
For aspiring and prolific psychonauts alike.
