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Thursday (last week) at Burning Man... Continued.

Ah, where were we?!? Probably somewhere around Thunderdome!

The concept is sorta self-evident... so here are the pix!

Thunderdome - Death is Listening! And will take the first one who screams...

Thunderdome was pretty damn popular... by the end of the day, they had to prevent people from climbing on the dome, since it was beginning to buckle. Next year, they should go for thicker conduit, stamped properly for extra strength...

Eat playa, infidel!

It helps to stay on your feet...

The ref signals a hit on a leaping attack!

Gotta love the ref's outfit... Appropriately aggro.

So, yeah... T-Dome was pretty cool... but I was getting pretty tired of taking pictures. The whole point of Burning Man is participating, which I was not doing as yet. I was still adjusting to the whole thing... mind candy everywhere, really.

When I got back to camp, I discovered that our car battery had died from powering our electric cooler... but on the plus side, we did have ice. K. and I decided to solve that problem later. Kirsten decided that she would try to get a bit involved with what our camp was doing, but frankly, I wasn't particularly interested. The Poly camp did two main things... Poly High Tea and The Human Car(cass) Wash. It is against my policy to scrub off a buncha naked people (unless I pick 'em out first!)... and there was very little to do to assist the Tea, sooo... I was an outcast. Unclean... Kirsten decided to sweep out the Poly dome for the tea with a little brush... which was essentially a futile effort. She was dirty and exhausted after cleaning, but threw on little more than a nightgown and attended the tea with me. About 5 minutes into the tea, a massively powerful duststorm hit. The parachute over the dome nearly flew off and dust flew into the area, essentially making Kirsten's work moot. Several of us grabbed corners of the parachute and started holding it down, which was not an easy task! The winds on the playa can get seriously intense; winds regularly reach speeds of 50-70 MPH. Combine that with the loosened dust of 25,000+ people/many, many vehicles and you can have a real problem. This, I assumed, must be why the tickets prominently mention that the buyer assumes all responsibility for serious injury/death...


When the storm finally let up, we retreated to our tent. Kirsten was freezing, our shade structure was toast, and a fine layer of dust covered just about everything we might not want covered with a fine layer of dust.

Kirsten was pretty exhausted and decided to go to bed early, while I went off to explore. I walked up 7:00 and stumbled into one of the coolest finds of Burning Man... Rosin Coven's Pagan Lounge! So far, my trip to Burning Man was very much an observational experience... I wandered into R.C.'s small dome feeling out of sorts... an observer... but the combination of the friendly people, festively kitch atmpsphere and black martinis provided the essential social lubrication to get me out of my funk and into what was going on around me. The music being played was actually children's records from the 60's, I assume... but somehow it worked. People got into it, started doing things like slithering like a snake, walking like a robot, etc... and transitioned into more danceable, yet equally kitsch music... a good time was had by all, and I left a much happier person, walking off into a beautiful, cool night with surprisingly mild breezes. I later saw Rosin Coven play live, which was even better... but I digress. I plan on seeing their show next Wednesday in Berkeley...

I wandered up to Head street, which is essentially the main drag... around 9:00, I discovered the Arena, which had some great sounds emanating from it. A band from San Francisco called Blue were playing, and they were fantastic...! They were a beautifully ambient instrumental band with sounds reminiscent of Slowdive, Mogwai, and Dif Juz... which might not sound like much if you are unfamiliar with those three bands, but I was floored. It was only their second show ever, and these people sounded like they had been playing together forever, pulling off an incredible ambient wall of sound, accompanied by incredible, exotic fire dancers. Blue's show was perhaps the highlight of my trip to Burning Man... it was a magical night, the crowd was extremely into what the band was doing, and the music perfectly accompanied the fire dancing. If anyone hears anything about this band, please let me know... I'm researching it, but I am still drawing a blank. I talked briefly with the band, who indicated that they were playing a second gig at B.M. the next night at the Black Light District, all the way across the playa at 3:00... long trip on foot, but definitely something I intended to see.

After Blue's show, I went back to the tent, woke Kirsten, told her a bit about my exploits, and lured her out into the night... We went back to the Pagan Lounge for a little bit, then started walking out towards Bianca's at 2:00... we passed by a nice little bar with a south-of-the-border theme, picked up some free late night popcorn from a cool theme camp, wandered into a spaceship-shaped tent where some dancing was going on (a bit too ravy for me, but nice design nonetheless...) passed by the blue glowiness of Black Light City, and finally arrived at Bianca's, which was an impressive setup, really. Lots of work went into it, obviously, but it was a bit of a ravy meat market. At this point, we were a bit tired of hoofing it across the playa, so I flagged down a vehicle and arranged a ride. It was an art car with a very large steel bondage cage on the back. We were told "Sure, you can get a ride, but you have to be handcuffed or manacled!"... Ok... good enough. We hopped in the back of the cage. I kinda wrapped a chain or two around my wrists, but Kirsten actually snapped a set of cuffs on her wrist. Um... bad move. Obviously, Kirsten had never dealt with somone who "lost the keys"... No key appeared to be present, but fortunately Kirsten put the cuffs on loosely and was able to wriggle out of them before we arrived back at 7:00, at which point we called it a night well spent, and slept long and soundly...
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