Unlike Van Gogh I went for the more street level type of absinthe rush/aftermath experience.
I had a couple of glasses during a DJ session I did a few years back together with Leif from Candlemass. In the cab back home I got so sick and vomited all over the car and then threw a wrinkled up stack of dough on the cabdriver and pissed off. I think I paid him 500 SEK for a 200 SEK cabride, just because I was too sick to wait for change.
I guess he had to clean it up so he deserved the tip I think...
I kinda like the taste though but it's a fucking devious little drink!
Mike