I'd rather hear from people who have actually attended at least one, but whatever.

Angus Jung wrote:I'd rather hear from people who have actually attended at least one, but whatever.

I never have because being in the desert for a week sounds like torture to me, but my friend has been going for years and wrote a really good book on it just this year.

This Is Burning Man

You should buy it.

It's not my thing.
I don't have to go to one to know that.

Is that the one where you pay through the nose to sit in the middle of the desert with some fucking hippies, and then they have a fire?

johnnyshape wrote:Is that the one where you pay through the nose to sit in the middle of the desert with some fucking hippies, and then they have a fire?

But the fire...it totally jaaaaaammmmmmmss.

Seriously. Do you know where I can score some killer Bon Jovi?


Faiz

if i'm gonna spend a week in the southwestern desert, i'd rather be eating peyote with the locals or be on some kind of Vision Quest. you know, like that movie with Matthew Modine, but without all the high school wrestling.

johnnyshape wrote:Is that the one where you pay through the nose to sit in the middle of the desert with some fucking hippies, and then they have a fire?

I dont think it's just hippies. It's hippies with robots. And explosives. And loud, portable sound systems. And dangerous homemade machines. And welding torches. More like Survival Research Labsthan Woodstock.

Still not my scene in the least, but I dont think they all sit around on blankets or do the Grateful Dead spinning dance all week long. At least not based on the pictures in the book. Seems like there's more nekkid frolicking and blowing up of shit than anything else. Except drugs. There's clearly lots and lotsa drugs.

It sounds like it would be a lot of fun, even though I'm not really into hallucinogens.

http://www.cockeyed.com/incredible/wings/diary.html

Drugs and explosions sound fun, but I'd have a hard time dealing with the shitty music and smelly hippies.

I have just returned from my first Burning Man. It was Not Crap, although it is certainly not everyone's cup of tea, and now that I am home I really appreciate things like showers and clean bathrooms and refrigerators and green grass.

There were plenty of hippies, but also: bikers, computer nerds, solar-power artistes, survivalists, etc.

A group of belgians built a massive structure out of 2x4's that looked like a cave made of match-sticks. During the week it was filled with ravers dancing to music that was not really to my taste. At the end of the week, they burned it to the ground. It was the biggest fire I have ever seen -- my face was uncomfortably hot, and I was a few hundred yards away.

It was sort of like the State Fair, without the rides or mini-donuts or Journey concerts or commerce.

If interested, you can watch a lil' slideshow of my road to Burning Man here:

Slide Show

My friends and I bought a school bus and ran it on veggie oil. It was a nice summer project.

I am not a hippie.


Godspeed,
Mr. King