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Critical Stilts 2009

tallneil — Sat, 25 Jul 2009 17:55:17 GMT

Here I am trying to get critical stilts at BM going this year.
If you are interested there are discussions on going at:
http://criticalstilts.tribe.net/thread/ca889338-513e-440c-8079-c17f3eb76009
http://eplaya.burningman.com/posting.php
Right now I am thinking 4pm Thursday. I would love to meet at a Stilt bar and then walk to centre camp.
* Where is Red Nose this year?
* While you have a stilt bar?
* Can we meet there?
Suggestions? I wnat to decide and put it in the WWW this weekend.
Thanks!

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cirque Berzerk performs at the legendary Edwardian Ball!!!

suzannebernel — Sun, 04 Jan 2009 00:56:42 GMT

January is the month of the Edwardian Ball for Cirque Berzerk -January 24th in San Francisco & January 31st Los Angeles at the Historic Tower Theatre in downtown Los Angeles! Tickets available at www.edwardianball.com

more juicy details:
January 2009 – The beloved, award-winning Edwardian Ball takes over the historic Regency Center (SF) on January 23rd-25th in a symphony of music, theatre, dance, art, storytelling, circus arts, fashion, technology, and the works of Edward Gorey. The festival features a new lineup of top-billing national acts including Rasputina (NYC), Vau de Vire Society, Rosin Coven, Cirque Berzerk (Los Angeles), Abney Park (Seattle), Jill Tracy, Paul Mercer & The Ghosts Project (Atlanta) and countless more. Furthermore, the Edwardian Ball finally takes flight and heads south for the winter the following weekend for the first-ever Edwardian Ball Los Angeles, at the Tower Theater in downtown LA on Saturday January 31st.

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A new freak Opera needs your help and talent

ty-techslave — Sun, 19 Oct 2008 18:41:59 GMT

Hey

There's this new opera and they need help.

I'm putting out a call for folks who might want to donate some time to an amazing project.
You can hear the demo here www.burningopera.com <http://www.burningopera.com>
This is a link to more of the recorded music http://www.thereallybig.com/how%20to%20survive%20the%20apocalypse/

Here's the full story on this piece.

A guy named Mark Nichols, a brilliant composer and Erik Davis, a brilliant writer got together with some talented folks and created this piece.
They have about 20 minutes written and recorded. Mark is planning on writing 10 more songs. It's dark, it's freakish, it spans all genres, it is beautiful and haunting. It will be a theatrical stage play. The long term goal is to tour it in a much larger community involved type road show.
This piece "How to survive the Apocalypse" being the main attraction.

At the moment there is no budget for this. I am donating my time producing and my theatre for auditions, rehearsals and 2 nights in January to stage
the 20 minutes they have written. Our hope in staging this is to gather more interest, performers, perhaps investors, and basically see how it looks and sounds on stage.

I'll post the audition/rehearsal/show schedule below.

This is what Mark Nichols is looking for and some of the roles:

:::::As far as band, we're looking for volunteers who really like the music and can see themselves in the band. I'd like them to audition along with the actors. Looking for people who are comfortable with an audience and who've played a lot of theater. Looking for players with a great sense (and LOVE) of dynamics. Generally a theater band has to play more quietly and intensely than they're used to and make it full. Would appreciate people who are very comfortable with funk and breakbeat. Listen to the demo at www.burningopera.com <http://www.burningopera.com>
and see if it is what you want to be doing. Must be prepared for theatrix. If you're interested in assistant music directing and conducting the shows please say so now.::::

As far as cast, singing is highest priority and good harmony singing at that. Looking for freaks and talented actor/movers/people who can connect honestly. Looking for voices that make people jealous.

Jean Geanie: a drag queen must be able to sing harmony
A young dude who will play the young dude , Bud "It's time to party..." A good singer/dancer good look, versitle, maybe plays an instrument
A bass or baritone who can play the 'Mustachio' part. He's a provacateur. Maybe a puppeteer, mime or clown. Anarchist.
Another woman chorus, good look, hopefully sings harmony great and can play a band instrument or strings, or can do Bulgarian Women's choir style or opera.
Bass Player
Theatrical drummer, (this is someone who can play with bundled stick or brushes and has excellent sense of dynamics)
Keyboard/DJ type (good musician and computer geek) plays Djembe also
Video op
Guitar
Maybe some horns or strings (violin or viola)

We're also looking for:
Costumers
Stage Managers
Light Tech
Sound Tech
Set designers
Production Assistant
Assistant Director
Promotions
Investors

If this interests you at all please get a hold of myself (ty@stagewerx.org) or mark at mn@thereallybig.com

Auditions (tentative) Saturday Nov 7th 2p-5p Sunday Nov 8th 2p-5p

REHEARSALS
Sunday December 7 1pm
Sunday December 14th 1pm
Sunday December 21st 1pm
Sunday December 28th 1pm

Tuesday December 30th 6pm

Sunday January 4th 1pm
Tuesday January 6th 6pm

Sunday January 11th 1pm Tech
Monday January 12th 6pm Tech
Tuesday January 13th 6pm Tech
Wednesday January 14th 6pm Dress

SHOWS
Friday January 16th 8pm Show
Saturday January 17th 8pm Show

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Blight Photo Gallery

mr_nightshade — Wed, 03 Sep 2008 17:19:53 GMT

Hey clowns, my photos are up; see 'em here:

http://theblight.net/08/bm

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Photo links from Burning Man 2008

James — Wed, 03 Sep 2008 03:19:00 GMT

Hey Red Nosers-

Had a blast camping with everyone this year. Thanks for letting me run away and join the circus. Here are some of my pics from the playa, with lots of Red Nose District moments immortalized. Enjoy the link, can't wait to see yours:

http://gallery.me.com/greenmonk#100203

James "Three"

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FreQ Nasty playing at Red Nose?

0risha — Wed, 20 Aug 2008 11:03:42 GMT

heard a rumour..any info?

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"Welcome Home" playa party

terryg — Tue, 19 Aug 2008 16:37:12 GMT

Hey Red Nosers,

We noticed there isn't a lot going on Monday night, so we thought we'd have a party. Since this is our first year camping away from all you wonderful peeps in the Clown Village, we hope you'll swing by.

Here's the blurb:

The fine lads at Quick Fix Camp (located on F, near 7:30) are hosting a "Welcome Home" party on Monday night. To get back into the playa groove we want to jumpstart the playa principles we all know and love: bring something alcoholic to share, bring your own cup, radical inclusion, leave no trace, and radical expression to name a few. Monday night, from 8PM-10PM, followed afterwards by random meanderings along the esplanade.

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Seeking Roving Performers for On-Playa Party!

meghanrutigliano — Thu, 07 Aug 2008 00:34:48 GMT

Greetings Makers of Merriment!

Media Mecca is throwing a Happy Hour Press Party!
We need your help!

What we are looking for: Roving performers (juggling, magic trickery,
accordion playing, etc) to dazzle Press and volunteers at a fun, low-key
Happy Hour party on THURSDAY (4-6pm) . We want the mood to be festive
but we want people to be mingling so we are not seeking any "stop and
watch" or staged acts. Performers will be primarily creating ambiance.

Please contact me directly at meghan@burningman.com
<mailto:meghan@burningman.com> asap and let me know what you do and the
best way to contact you before the playa.

There will be food and Rocket Sauce (the infamous MM happy hour
beverage) as well as lots of wide-eyed folks with (tagged and approved)
press cameras. Limelight, here you come...

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Support Live updates from the Red Nose District!

ksea — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 06:50:20 GMT

(x-posted like crazy, & I apologize – but a lot depends on it!)

Big Top Magazine wants you, needs you, loves you! Chosen “Best Local Web Zine” of 2008 by the SF Bay Guardian (& you – thank you!) after only being launched three months ago, & wants to promote your business, and reward you for letting us do it!
As a huge thank you, until *this* Thursday evening 8/7/08, receive two FREE tickets to its first event, REVOLUTION! (up to a $40 value, not including the immense fun you’ll have at the show) for any advertising space purchased at a value of $150 or more! The magazine is skyrocketing as well as the visits to it, and so this is the absolute best time to get in and let people know about *your* business or services!

Additionally, I plan on doing an issue directly from Burning Man centering on the performers in my camp, The Red Nose District – but I need your help to make it there and achieve this vision – so it’s an incredible win-win thang! You get very visible advertising for what you work so hard for, and what I work so hard for is able to improve for everybody! At the time of this writing, the site has been viewed 2,671 times by 55 countries/territories (including all but 4 states in the U.S. – obviously red ones…) since it’s launch in May, and I’m just getting started! YOUR business can reach out to the world through Big Top!

For more information on advertising benefits & rates, please visit http://bigtopmagazine.com/Advertising/advertise.html and for more information on Big Top Magazine’s first production, visit http://bigtopmagazine.com/revolution.html

Thank you all so much for your continued support, and making Big Top the “Best Of The Bay”!
Hurry now – time is running out for those free tickets – and hey, if you have a friend who you think should advertise with Big Top, forward this to them – hell, forward it everywhere, the New Circus needs you, & so do I!

Big Top Love,

~ kSea

For more info on what Red Nose has in store for you this year, visit http://www.rednosedistrict.org/ We look forward to seeing you there!

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Call for Entertainers!

Toma — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 18:25:53 GMT

Call for Entertainers!

Come help us entertain at Home! Home Camp will be our Burning Man installation this year - it is a 3000 sq. foot, pre-turn of the century Victorian period v. Steampunk (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steampunk) themed chill space on the esplanade. We are turning this large tented space into a dream Victorian home for lush lounging, chilling, entertaining and more.

Whimsy. Flights of fancy. Slights of hand. Lace and laughter. Bears on bikes. Contortionists. Juggling unicyclers. Spontaneous performance artists, mimes, gymnasts and illusionists - we need your skills. We need your help. We are looking for creative performers of all kinds to provide escapes from the norm, however large or small.

This will be an incredibly cool plush chill space for non-primetime performance and art. If what you do is fun to watch, interact with, listen to, or if it teases up the audiences sensibilities, we want to hear from you.

Contact

ariel@durari.com
Or
tomaramirez@yahoo.com

for more information or to pass along your info (who you are / what you do), a web site, demo, images, etc.

Thanks,

your friends at )^(ome Camp

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cirque Berzerk show this summer in LA

suzannebernel — Mon, 02 Jun 2008 20:32:32 GMT

irque Berzerk will be raising the big top right in downtown LA this July for 4 nights of shows!

Tickets on sale now at
www.cirqueberzerk.com

Step right up ladies & gentlemen the show is about to begin! Cirque Berzerk proudly delivers it’s first full run circus show to our home town of downtown Los Angeles and we are honored to have you in our big top home with us this summer.

"Beneath" is a loose new twist on the ageless story of Orpheus, featuring breathtaking fire stunts, aerial acrobatics, stunning contortionists, extra tall ladies, live vocals, and more set to an original score from the cast of Cirque Berzerk.

Come see what awaits our damsel in the underworld. Hang on to your seats ladies and gentleman our dancing girls and flying stunts are sure to have you clinging the edge of your seat!

The show, complete with the troupe’s own big top circus tent, runs for four nights from July 24th through Sunday, July 27th with nightly performances beginning at 8:30 p.m. Come early to enjoy picnicking “Hollywood Bowl” style before the show starting at 6:00 p.m.
Beer and WIne garden open for our 21 and over guests - metro & bicycle riders awarded with a 10% discount off the ticket price.

This is a limited engagement with limited seats - we do expect to sell out so if you want to catch Los Angles' own resident circus troupe - get your tickets now!

www.cirqueberzerk.com

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In Search Of: Artistically-inclined performers

syzygyland — Mon, 12 May 2008 04:13:38 GMT

We are launching a portion of our new show. We have 20 minutes of solid material, and are in search of performers of like-mind to create a complete experience. Ours is a unique, dark magical performance, many years in the making. Please visit www.phantoccino.com to get an idea of where we're coming from.

What we have to offer-

A beautiful curtained performing area (see image)
Sound System (Mixer, wireless mic, 2x400 Watt speakers)
Lighting
Quiet 2000 watt generator (which allows us to perform...anywhere)

Looking forward to hearing from you all,
Keith

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Who's going to LOUCHE this friday?

smoove — Tue, 01 Apr 2008 23:42:12 GMT

wanna get on the super secret RSVP list?

hit me back at

smoove (at) newsbreakz (dot) org

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Introduction

Mischiefmaker — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 03:01:13 GMT

Hey guys, I am new here.
Just wanted to say Hi.

Hi.

I currently have acquired a medium sized warehouse, and would like to converted in to a circus skill share location. I would like some advice and suggestions. Such as, building, safety, and efficiency. We are thinking mirrors, spanish web, and trapeze.

Any feedback would help.

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Call for Art, Art Outside 2008, Austin TX

earth2LL — Tue, 22 Jan 2008 06:31:51 GMT

Calling ALL Artists For The 4th Annual Art Outside Brouhaha! March 6th – 16th 2008.
To take part in AO|08 Go Here- http://www.artoutside.org/

Ladies and gentlemen of the art world, we are seeking any and all creative humans who use their skill and imagination in the creation of aesthetic objects, environments, or experiences that can be shared with others. That is, we are looking for those whose life is art, and everything they do is DIY. We are searching for those who are creating the Hand-Made Nation. We are calling !ALL! make-believers, dreamers and reality re-arrangers. We are searching hi and low for lowbrow-urban-contemporary-pop-surrealism, pop art, op art, hard-edge, lyrical abstraction, post minimalism, which might be interpreted by some to mean that we are looking only for painters, but that is most definitely not the case. For you see, of course, we need masters of typography, sketchers, illustrators, satirical stencilers, screen printing is way cool, and yes, you too, graffiti fools. Least we forget every culture jammer in the hood. Do you manipulate earth/land/sand/plants/junk into art? Then we have a home for you.

Now, we know some of you may be thinking “What about Dadas’ Dadaists, though?” To this we say, but of course we are calling all inspired by DADA- for where would art be without fluxists, productivism, neoplasticism, pittura, metafisica, arbeitsrat and bauhaus. Well, we are looking for all of “you” from then and now, if any of you still are around. And one may wonder… What about the cubists? We say, “But of course.” Conceptualists? Indeed. Installationists? Please! One might ask if we are seeking anything that might fall under postmodernist modernist who are not distracted by abstractionists and other IST’S. Of course there is always impressionism, post-minimalism, pre-contemporaryism, and expressionism. Are you working in symbolism or surrealism or any of the other -isms that we have not yet mentioned? Well come on out. But wait that’s not all, that could not possibly be all this call for ARTE is all about? Well, Dali you’re right,

This call goes out to all kinetic sculptors, fire sculptors, sound artists bending invisible waves, and video projectionists playing with light. We must invite the minds of the poets and their spoken slam voices, along with improv comedians who mimic the true history of time. Or was that the klown? How can we forget about the klowns! Mimes? Performers “performing” art, puppeteers with their puppets, musicians making sounds. Oh, and least we forget outsider artists wanting to be outside.

In short, we invite all the conceivable movements, modes, and theories of art known to wo/man kind. We say to you, the Artisans of the world who wish to unite because the world needs ART, because the world’s not right. It is time, Your window of opportunity is now. Our space is your blank canvas. Your dreams are our inspiration. You and your art are invited to take part in this epic artistic endeavor.

The world may be going to hell… So let’s make some art.

To take part in AO|08 Go Here- http://www.artoutside.org/ao08faq.htm

P.S. If we happened to have forgotten any form of ART in this call for art then we do deeply apologize. Please note that you too are invited.

To take part in AO08 Go Here www.artoutside.org
& befriend us on myspace....
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Support our Benefit For VALENTINES, Feb 14th and 15th
@ the United States Art Authority

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Darkling Thrush in LA

DarklingThrush — Tue, 25 Dec 2007 18:25:48 GMT

Ed Abbey said he'd never gotten around to visiting LA, but he figured, the way things were going, that sooner or later it would come to visit him.

I'm coming to LA! Just briefly, because I am rock climbing in Joshua Tree over New Years (desert stars!), and it costs too much to fly into Palm Springs. I will be around for the evenings of December 26 and January 9. Anything I should do or see? Anyone got a couch to crash on, or a favorite hostel/campground to recommend?

Playa Love
& Mountain Man Hugs
Darkling Thrush
(aka 'Jim')
(360) 402-6242

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The Circus is taking over the San Francisco Streets!

ksea — Wed, 19 Dec 2007 06:47:16 GMT

The Carnival Takes Over The San Francisco Streets!

Ahhh yes, my beautiful family – it is happening!
An idea bred in our dear Douglas’s noggin’ for the opportunity to take some pretty pictures of beautiful people in interesting settings (or vice versa vice, vice vice versa, any way you want it) this Saturday, December 22nd we gather and call the streets ours!

This is a time of celebration, so let’s make this Solstice, the darkest day of the year, shine with colors that only those of the Circus wear – let’s friggin’ BLIND the confused passerby with our beauty, shed our own light, dark, odds and delicious ends, and create an exquisite mayhem!

This is purely Doug’s idea, but I think I’ll throw a bit more delicious magick into it, as this opportunity is far too good to pass up, and for some reason, the guy has given me free reign for the gathering of people… and I’ve decided that it’s time to shake some dust!

We’re making this an event.

This will be purely a playtime, joined by members of our dear friends and family (and Top Royalty of the San Francisco Circus Scene) VAU de VIRE SOCIETY & GOOFERMAN, so get your sweet, twisted asses in gear and come play with us. We’ll be doing what we do and looking our best, roaming the streets and finding various San Francisco scenes to play on and around, titillating the innocent passerby, and letting *them* shoose what kind of dreams they want to go home with. We won’t be cooped up in a club or ruled by the laws they need to abide by, not constricted by the limitations in the corporate world – this is OUR FUCKING DAY!

Let’s face it – the goddamn bunnies (gods, I loathe bunnies) have theirs, the Santa’s have theirs, the pirates, zombies, Pee Wee’s – the list goes on. Well, my dear, dear beautiful Circus Family, THIS will be ours. You know as much as I do how needed it is, and it’s far past due. (If it were a library book, we’d be fucked.)

The route for this Saturday is still being figured out by Doug, but the meeting place for this first year will be the Xenodrome, on 26th and Portrero in San Francisco.

The actual day it happens in the future will very likely change to a warmer one later, but this is the first, annual or whenever we feel like it, and like the Carnival, it could show up anywhere, anytime.

Please come this Saturday - to the very first of many - CARNIVALIA!

We will be thrilled to see you!

*** Doors, preparation and PHOTOS at Xenodrome - 9:00am, with Douglass & possibly Nightshade shooting pictures in our beautiful sets.

***Leaving Xenodrome at 11:30am, as sharp as we can get it!

The route is at this point a secret (even to us) and at times even might be decided by consulting the Oracles, so get your asses there by the time we leave, okay?

*Dress in your circus best, but dress warm – the weather is supposed to be a bit chilly, but no rain.

>>>Added Bonus for this day! <<<
After Carnivalia, our dear friend Mark Growden is playing at 12 Galaxies for a Solstice Celebration with Tobias, The Nekyia, & others!

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Isaac is looking for a ride from the east bay to half moon bay this afternoon

isaacrodriguez — Sat, 20 Oct 2007 19:31:55 GMT

I need to get there by 8pm to work the door
I get off work in Berkeley by 4:20
510-830-5388
cal or email here
Ta Ta

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LL's Afterburn Report: Making Experience Art

earth2LL — Tue, 02 Oct 2007 03:09:19 GMT

[If you would like the fully illustrated version, please visit here: http://lauraleanalle.livejournal.com/166621.html#cutid1 ]

I didn’t have any drastic, life-changing breakthroughs at Burning Man this year. No lightning flashes or worlds bursting forth, no opening of some entirely new realm of knowing or feeling or sight. No paths previously unknown revealing themselves, no drastic change of course. No, none of that really, save for realizing a necessary piece of the puzzle the night of the Temple burn. But I’ll get to that later. This is not to say that I didn’t have revelatory and ecstatic moments, but they were more of the sort that widened my understanding of what was already known and felt, something akin to ripening, deepening, and expansion. I see this as an auspicious sign, an indication that I’m right where I need to be. Breakthroughs are good to pierce through stagnation, to bring you back to the path, to reveal a crucial piece that is missing, to open up something that is closed inside of you. Mastery, contrarily, is achieved in the periods of plateau, those longer periods where the breakthroughs are integrated into your being by engaging in careful, consistent work and through earnest dedication to The Great Work that supports and sustains you. This year, for me, was about integrating a series of little breakthroughs; it was about experiencing the fullness and satisfaction of doing good, hard work on the path that I have been paving for myself for quite some time. And that fullness and satisfaction had everything to do with bringing my art installation, the Greenhouse Project, to the playa.

Shanta and I rolled into Black Rock City driving the behemoth Austin community truck just as the sun was threatening to peak over the mountains to the east. Friday morning. It was chilly, that crisp, anticipatory coldness of twilight. I was excited to be there just in time for the sunrise, my favorite time on the playa. After one of the gate crew gracefully climbed the walls of the truck all the way to the front without stepping on any of our things in her search for stowaways, she dropped her keys. That’s right, she dropped her keys in a 24’ truck loaded from floor to ceiling with all sorts of stuff. So she did what any of us in her situation would have done. She dove head first into the pile as the rest of us stood around and alternated between laughing our asses off, playfully heckling her efforts, and trying to modify things at hand that could be used as a hook to fetch the keys. I think it was the placement flag that was ultimately successful as the key-fetching device. Thirty minutes later… crisis averted and bellies aching from laughter. Oh, and “Welcome home!”

Being on the playa early was really unbelievable. Everyone I introduced myself to, “I’m Laura Lea from Austin, Texas,” would respond with, “Oh, do you know [so and so]?” And, as a matter of fact, I did. The sense of community was beautiful, witnessing each other work our asses off those next few days, and throughout the event, created in me a strong sense of belonging to something way more potent and powerful than I’ve ever felt. That hard work and sense of community fed me. It very much felt like a significant piece of The Great Work.

By Sunday morning, in spite of Saturday’s near white out conditions all damn day, the community truck had been unloaded, I had put in some significant work setting up the Red Nose District – the tremendous circus theme camp on the Esplanade where I was camped, I had my art placement figured out, and my crew members for the Greenhouse Project were off duty from their various other obligations. So Casey, Gallows, Shanta, and I hit the open playa early in the morning to setup up the Greenhouse. We made good time setting up the frame, but by the time we got to the panels, it was quite windy. Instead of fighting the wind, we broke for lunch. By the time we reconvened, the weather was more cooperative.

I have to say that the opportunity to work with those three guys was a blessing. I was very fortunate to have them as volunteers for my on-playa setup and support crew. All of them were totally reliable, hard working, highly skilled, enthusiastic problem solvers, and a lot of fun to have around. They put a lot of time and energy into my project in addition to their other projects on the playa with the massive solar array and Burners Without Borders. Their efforts with those other projects directly serve extended communities beyond the actual event. The solar array is being donated to the communities of Gerlach and Lovelock, towns close to Black Rock Desert, in order to power a hospital, a school, and other public buildings. These are communities that are currently debating the extension of coal-mining operations that would be detrimental to the environmentally sensitive area. The hope is that the solar array will mitigate the need to exploit non-renewable and environmentally damaging energy sources. Similarly, Burners Without Borders served many communities in the aftermath of hurricane Katrina. They collected usable lumber and supplies to take back to the communities most affected by that natural disaster and established strong grassroots networks for their humanitarian aid. Their projects have now expanded beyond the areas affected by Katrina and have come to be a model for creative solutions to various environmental and humanitarian problems. In addition, Burning Man’s 2007 theme, The Green Man, provoked a lot of serious discussion and commentary amongst the participants and artists, many of whom sought out sustainable resources and materials from which to make art that was largely focused on or suggestive of environmental issues.

Despite being physically and mentally exhausted from the day’s work, I went back out to the Greenhouse Sunday night after dinner to work inside on the lights and the altars. Before I even had my lights on, I started getting visitors, typically one lone wanderer at a time. I didn’t get much work done beyond basic light setup because I kept getting willingly pulled into great conversation and connections with curious strangers. The first person who approached me was a handsome young man from Tucson. He said he was wandering around the playa and felt drawn to that particular spot (which is something I kept hearing over and over throughout the week). He inquired about the project and wanted to get an idea about the concept behind it.

I gave him a brief rundown about how this Greenhouse was not growing plants but, instead, was growing dreams and meaningful engagement with the world. I told him how there will be altars inside that will have signs that say things like: “Dreams are Seeds… what do you want to grow?” “Roots… How can you nurture new growth?” “Fruits…What shape will your dream take?” “Compost…What do you need to let go of to make room for your dreams?” And I told him the center altar will be dedicated to Love, from which all things emerge and unto which they will return. I explained that the installation is powered 100% by solar energy and just about all of the materials are found objects, recyclable, compostable, re-appropriated, donated, or otherwise sustainable. And I told him that what I really want people to take away from the work is a deeper understanding of themselves. I explained that when people act out of a place of center, balance, and wholeness, they have an instinctive sense of the right and the good, and all they do becomes that. And how in that space we can still account for the struggles and hatred and turmoil in the world because we see that those are just one expression of the infinite forms it can take, and how all those things arise from fragmentation. And I explained that by engaging in the beautiful, we must attune to the sadness also, because it is there, in sadness, that beauty resides. And, really, our only work is the Work we do on ourselves to be fully engaged, integrated, authentic human beings. And from that sense of Self, we come to care, by extension, for the wellbeing of our human communities, other creatures, natural resources, and the planet. And I explained that my art was just my attempt to waken people up to that, to recognize and reflect those who are already awake, and to expand our collective capacity to experience that understanding, to put it in action. He just stood there with his eyes wide open and with an even wider smile and said in the softest, most genuine way, “You are so beautiful.” He proceeded to recite a lovely, relevant poem and then gave me a beautiful necklace that he made that had a Buddha sitting on a lotus. And he was just the first. Ray, from the Temple crew, came by and we had a nice long chat about the smaller, intimate spaces on the playa and how there are actually very few, and it is those spaces he prefers. He came back shortly after our chat to pull me outside to see how the city was all lit up for the first time. I had several other visitors that night, most of whom came back on other nights to visit again. It was beautiful and affirming of all the reasons why I wanted to bring art to the playa. By the time I called it a night, I was completely exhausted and totally satisfied.

Since I still had all my tools and unpacked art in the Greenhouse, I put a piece of rebar in the door so it could not easily be opened. I thought that by making it moderately difficult to enter, that the space would be respected and left alone. The next morning, Shanta was the first on site and discovered that the door had been forced open, bending the doorframe and setting it off its track. No major damage was done other than making the door sticky to open, but I mention it because it was the first moment when I felt like the space had been somehow disrespected and violated. The juxtaposition of the overwhelmingly beautiful connections and life-affirming moments that were experienced in that space with the numerous acts of disrespect to the art, including theft and vandalism, was to be a nearly constant theme throughout the week. The conflict between those two extremes – and my emotional responses to each – was to shape my experience of the event and my concept of what it means to bring art to such a place where traditional boundaries blur or disappear altogether and where radical acts of expression – and the occasionally unthinking and disconnected forms those acts can take – reign supreme.

Monday was a fantastic day. With Shanta’s help, I set up the altars inside the Greenhouse and found myself way ahead of my timetable. I felt so incredibly satisfied by the work we did that day. It was hot as hell inside the Greenhouse, but I plugged away at what needed to be done. Even in the heat and sun, I savored those moments of hard work, of creating a space that would shape people’s experience, of visually delineating that which is sacred. The altars turned out to be even more beautiful than I ever imagined.

Monday night was the lunar eclipse, and I spent most of the night at or near the Greenhouse out in the deep playa. I wanted to do some magic to draw the right people there throughout the week and to protect it from the wrong people. I was standing outside with Shanta, conjuring up some blue Feri fire, and sending out a beacon to draw those who would benefit from experiencing the space and making a cloud to shroud it from those who could not understand. The magic was unbelievably powerful. I could feel it and see it and taste it. I had just finished sending out a big, potent ball of energy and then grounded the rest into the earth just as a beautiful, fey woman walked up and gave me something. She said, “This is for you,” as she looked me straight in the eyes with that otherworldly knowing and then walked off, disappearing into the night. Shanta was facing directly towards her, yet he did not see her. I looked at the thing she placed in my hands. It was an egg-shaped percussion shaker that she had painted with the most beautiful, intricate green and black design. I marveled at its beauty and the moment that it symbolized for me. It was the seed, the potentiality, and the fruit, the gift of the present. It was the fullness of that moment and the dream that others would be also. It was the illusive magic of magnetism, clarity, and insight. It was the anchor to the spell. I hid it inside the Greenhouse on the altar for Love, in the Buddha’s lap under her robes. Every time I went inside from that point onward, I felt the egg underneath the fabric. An anchor. A reminder.

Later that night, as the moon was beginning to eclipse, I was doing tai chi with Shanta at the Greenhouse. The moon was nearing full eclipse, and as I was just beginning to go through the long form on my own, he said, “The Man is on fire!” “Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?!” “Seriously, the Man is on fire!” So we hopped on our bikes and rode over to watch the Man burn and then be put out. It was great. I alternated between yelling “Save the Man!” and “Let him burn!” No one knew what to think. It was beautiful. That is not to say that I condone anyone in anyway desecrating other people’s things, but there was something at least a little poetic about that moment.

It was an act of irreverent rebellion, taking the most central idol of Burning Man and re-appropriating it in a convention-defying act against that very thing upon which so many people imagine a culture to turn. And in that burning, there was something reclaimed by everyone, namely that unmistakable sense of the spontaneous wonder and excitement of encountering that which is unexpected, out of the ordinary, displaced so long enough as to provoke earnest consideration and thought. It is in those very moments in life that we come to understand the fullness and richness of living, of opening our eyes to seeing the unexpected in the ordinary, and thereby we come to live more integrated, authentic, and meaningful lives. The art gains its significance and relevancy in this way, here, in its place on the fringe. Once it gains centralness in the culture, it will inevitably lose much of its significance until it is re-encountered, once again, as the unexpected.

That entire night was pure magic. As the moon was coming out of eclipse, I stood out in open playa soaking in the radiance. Shanta said, “It’s a beautiful sight, isn’t it?” I was standing there with my eyes closed and my face raised up toward the sky. My hands were open, facing the moonlight. I took a deep breath, and I responded, “Yes, indeed it is, and I don’t even need eyes to see it.”

I left a blank book in the Greenhouse for people to write in. I would stop by the installation pretty much anytime I was on my way anywhere else, just to check on things. I would sit and read the things people had written. The visits quickly took on their own rhythm. The process of regularly going out there and discovering new messages came to mark the passage of time for me. It all started with messages like this:

“This is a beautiful thing in a beautiful place from beautiful souls. Thank you, with love.”

“Namaste. The beauty overwhelms me!”

“Thank you. My heart is overflowing right now.”

“The last sliver of the moon was experienced in your embrace. Peace & Respect.”

“This is my first time. As I was told, I find the things I seek, intentional and in thought. I haven’t changed. I am still lonely in masses of people and while I do know I am not the only one like that it still feels that way, tonight and until Sunday I hope to let that go. Thank you for this space. It is magical. ”

“You are Beautiful!”

“Thanks! You’re part of the solution!”

“Thank you for this blessed moment.”

“Oh precious Love, so Good!!! I pray that I may be able to love myself.”

And then I started getting longer messages and responses to some of the things I had written, some of which brought me to tears.

“My womb was stirring the night I approached this desert, and I ached because it reminded me of the man-child I parted with before my journey, and that now is not the time. But here, in my infinite manifestations – laced, of course, with weariness and strange moments of loneliness, I have found that I am pregnant, not with a new life being, but my own life being – renewed. For the earth asks nothing of me but respect, and I grow into the creative self – the child I’ve forgotten. And here, I understand my loves, and here, I love my son more fully, and here I forgive my man-child soul-life-partner who infuriates me & loves me and here, I have remembered and fallen in love with myself.”

“If I could tell you everything I would tell you how I’ve never been loved properly, no one to say, ‘it’s okay to not be okay, & by the way, I’m not going anywhere. You, I love, you, I will hold until you can see your own beauty.’ ~LL” “It is ok. You are loved. ~JC”

“Please offer me the strength to release the pain lingering within in a healthy manner. Let the nightmares cease & the fear of men to turn to love. Please allow the memories of my assault flow away from my life. Thank you for the love you have given me, and the respectful treatment I now receive. I hope in time the pain will exchange with love & my dreams will become beautiful forever.”

Everyday I would smudge the space with a piece of Palo Santo wood from Ecuador that my friend Anya had given me. That smell came to be the smell of Burning Man for me. I often times would stand near the Greenhouse to watch how people responded to the space. One night, a couple of guys rode up on their bikes. One of them went inside while the other waited outside. The one was in there for quite a while, and the one waiting started to get impatient. As the guy came out of the Greenhouse, he could sense the annoyance of his friend and said, with something resembling the fierce protection a mother has for her child, “There is Love here. It is full.” And then they rode off.

Offerings started appearing on the altars. People were leaving rocks, necklaces, postcards, personal items, dried herbs, small art pieces, prayer flags, bells, and a variety of other things. Messages kept appearing abundantly in the book. I took great pleasure in the anticipation of their discovery. Each time I found new offerings on the altars and opened the book to find new messages, it was like excavating the only evidence that remained of the moments experienced in that space. All that was left. The residue.

“May you be blessed with forgetting. May you be blessed to forget your entire existence. And all that you know. May you forget even your name. And allow the soul to shine true and create a totally new you. Again and again and again.”

“And tonite i found a godseed in my garden of awareness it grew to unfold its petals to eternity in full liberated expression of itself at one with all that is beyond me beyond you in the we of community.”

“Speak to me please, I’m not strong or brave, but I can shun Narcissus, Cissus, Us. Oh! But there is no us I know, & soon the dusk hours are coming, there will be nothing but a thick blanket with a few worn holes to let in tattered shards of morning, of mourning. Oh! But I won’t mourn, I am one, but I am not alone. A perfect vessel for Echo.”

“Love taps at the door of the heart – love becomes its course to be followed. Rivers diverge, converge, emerge from a thousand clouds made raindrops made running waters – the sound of your heart moving gently along the banks of your soul…”

“It is so nice to know the Goddess has such warriors.”

“Know the beauty of your dreams. Perhaps the message shall reach your ear. If it does, well, go on, you have nothing to lose. Truly you are a God at heart, a star both in soul and in body – you will live on, past the grandest horizon your mind could ever see, this life a gorgeous memory of color, sound, flesh and bone.”

“Que vives con paciencia y amor para todos… somos reflexiones… cara a cara.”
(That you live with patience and love for all… we are reflections… face to face.)

One night, I strolled up to the Greenhouse to find a pair of boots sitting right outside the threshold. The space was overflowing with energy. I thought, “Wow, someone felt so much reverence for the space that they actually took off their shoes.” I was blown away, and as I peered in, I saw a beautiful Australian man sitting there having a very profound moment. When he stepped out and put on his shoes, he was clearly very moved. When he discovered that I was the artist, he bubbled over with joy and gratitude. He told me he had been looking for some other art piece and that he was magnetically drawn to the space of the Greenhouse. While he was inside, something resonated within him so deeply that he felt truly recognized for the first time. And so he sat there and soaked it in and had a really powerful experience, a turning point. He wanted to go back inside with me, so he took off his shoes again and insisted I do the same. He showed me what he wrote in the book: “Gratitude to you, Dear Self, for recognizing who I really Am.” And those words resonated within me, deeply. Recognition. It is such a powerful thing. Hegel says, “They recognize themselves as mutually recognizing one another.” The only way to recognize yourself is through another. And I felt that in that precise moment. Mutual recognition. I experienced it viscerally and looked up at this man’s face. Then I hugged him and felt his heart, open, next to mine, and it was so beautiful. Every bit of that moment was just beautiful way beyond words. I didn’t catch his name. Starts with an S.

I began to notice that things were disappearing from the Greenhouse. Offerings came and then vanished. Gifts people had personally given me disappeared, too. I had mentally prepared myself for such a thing to happen, but that did not make me immune to the sense of loss I felt. I sat with that feeling for a while and tried to come to terms with it.

One particular night, I was feeling far away from the fast and loud and close to the sad and lonely. Enough people had shown up at that point in the event to make it sufficiently difficult to find familiar faces except through synchronicity alone. So after wandering around a bit I went to go talk to God on the payphone. I was telling God how I was sad, beautifully sad, because I was hyper-aware of the transitoriness of it all. And I talked about how I was tapped into that deep undercurrent of sadness and loss, particularly after reading something someone wrote in the book at the Greenhouse that focused my attention on that quiet devastation. And I talked about how there were now so many people and how I wanted to connect more deeply but instead just found myself wandering, feeling alone, apart. And I told Him how beautiful it had been bringing art to the playa, but there had been some emotionally challenging moments, and that the whole event was like a sand mandala to be swept up with nothing to show for it. And I told Him how I was very much in the sadness of that and wanted to see familiar faces. And then a whole big group of Austin folks walked by, and God told me to put one of them on the phone. I guess He told Delia to give me a great big group hug, and somehow that was the alchemy I needed at that moment because it lifted some of the weight from my heart. A moment of relief. But my heart was still heavy.

Earlier that night, when I went out on my rounds, I stopped at the Greenhouse and found the following passage in the book: “I can’t tell you how strong my urge to smash this whole house is. I don’t mean to be a hater. I just can’t accept the ‘sowing & reaping’ the ‘from love all things do emerge.’ What about war? And racism? And children who are violated? All these are a part of humanity and your purple eyes stare me down and try to convince me that on the other side of all the hatred & fear that fuels our wars there is a deep love just waiting to emerge. Fuck that. There is no God. We are all alone & everything we do is meaningless and futile. I don’t want to believe that, which is why I feel so strongly the urge to break everything in here – the tiny offerings in glass vials, the flowers and lights, to smoke the cigarette, spit on the purple face. It is strong and true, but it can’t be true. It just can’t be true. If we find ourselves here, how does that ease the suffering of humanity, who is flawed and bound to be unpredictably predictable in her carrying out violence? I doubt this process is making sense to anyone reading it, as you are missing 28 years of context and you don’t realize what it means for me to want with such intensity to stomp out just one blue globe, to desecrate just one thing in this house. But I won’t. Because I know that I am a child & have much to learn, and maybe you’ve already approached this crisis and surpassed it – transcended it. And I hope that for you. And I hope that for me too.”

I don’t have the words to explain the feeling in my body after I read that. I understood precisely what that person was writing about. I’ve confronted that crisis. That complete and utter devastation. My heart ached with it. And so I sat down and wrote back. “I understand that piece, & tonight I want to destroy something too. I am sad and lonely amongst thousands. All of them amplify the loneliness. And I want to destroy something too. Kali. Shiva. Sword of Manjushri. Cut away the suffering & ignorance. It is an illusion that we are separate. It’s not all beautiful. Love gave birth to sadness too. They are twins. The push & pull. The yes & no. We can do nothing other than more fully become ourselves. There is no other work than that Great Work. Beyond Love, there is Nothing. And you’re right, one day it will all be !&@?#$*&! ~LL” My response to that crisis is always instinctively to turn inward, to do the Work of Self. There is no other way to go in response to that but inward, to expand my capacity to hold that tension, that utter devastation whose mark is all over this world.

Later that night, I was still really needing connection, so I went out to the Greenhouse to see if I could call it to me there. I sat down inside, closed my eyes, and conjured up that sense of connection that I was desiring. I took a deep breath, focused that feeling into my heart, and then sent it out, drawing to me the perfect people I needed to fulfill that need. About seven or thirteen minutes later, two incredibly handsome men strolled up. Enter: Hitch and EnthusiAdam. I stepped outside to let them into the Greenhouse, and then they came back out a few minutes later and asked me how I was doing. I told them I was having a little bit of a sad and lonely night and that I had had a tragic lack of hugs that day so I had come out to my installation to see if I could find what I was looking for here. They said, “This is your art?!” and overflowed with praise for the installation. They gave me hugs and kisses and loving adoration and told me how beautiful I am and how much I deserve to be loved and admired and how really wonderful my art is. They filled me up with exactly the things I was looking for. Love and adoration and validation and beautiful smiling faces so so so full of light. Genuine heart connection. They told me they had been headed a completely different direction, but the Greenhouse grabbed their attention from way far away and called them there. So they came right over. Imagine that.

It turns out they were throwing an Adoration party on Friday and told me to stop by. The party was all about adoring women, giving foot rubs, massages, lap dances, reiki, spankings, acroyoga, story telling, whatever they want. The men and women volunteers were there to cater to the women in every way, and they claimed it was the second largest volunteer event on the playa. Second to the fire conclave. And the men who volunteered went through a screening process, had to have a woman write a letter of recommendation for them and all that. There would be security standing at the entrances to make sure no unauthorized males entered. Double entendre fully intended there. It sounded interesting, so I made a mental note of it.

One of those days early in the week we had an apocalyptic white out. It was one of several terrible dust storms that I endured in my nearly two weeks on the playa, but it was the first for the Greenhouse. I wasn’t completely sure how it would hold up in the heavy winds. Other people’s things were falling apart everywhere, and I was a little concerned. It turns out the Greenhouse is built pretty damn well. A couple of the windows popped out in the corners, which was a good thing because it reduced the wind resistance of the structure and thus, made it more stable as a whole. The poster I had made that was hanging at the entrance ripped apart and blew away. I hope someone found it and took it home. Other than that, no harm was suffered.

Day after day, messages continued to appear in the book. Discovering them became a ritual, a blessing, a gift. I felt called to respond to some of them.

“I saw it in the clouds and then my sweet, sweet dreamer called me to tell me that she saw it as well – in a dream. She sent me a band-aid.”

“Saturate this time and place.” “Make it full. ~LL” “So it is.”

“I have come here again to be reminded of that which I know I will forget again to discover and rediscover the child within.”

“Love so full spilling over. Love is green.” “Indeed it is. ~LL”

“Shelter from the storm.”

“Thank you for the safest space on the playa.”

“La maison du bonheur, Merci a la maison verte.”
(The house of happiness, Thank you for the greenhouse.)

“In the innermost part of me, in the spacious, silent part of me, breathing into love.” “And into Love you shall Be. ~LL”

“All small things are beautiful.” “It has more to do with how you see than with what you are looking at. ~LL”

Friday was a full day. I had to get up early to film an interview with Patrick Morell, a French documentary filmmaker who was working on his second documentary on Burning Man. He filmed one last year about the event as a whole, and this year, he came back to focus on the art. He had already interviewed an impressive list of the who’s who in the Burning Man art world, and I felt a little unworthy of his attention. I kept hearing all these things about how amazing of a filmmaker he is, how he is the real deal, travels all over the world doing documentaries, how the film he made at Burning Man last year was one of the best ever done. So I figured it was worthwhile for me to follow the opportunity through to its logical conclusion, and I hoped that Patrick would find it worthwhile for him, too. It seems he actually took a liking to my work and me, and I ended up seeing him quite a bit the rest of the week, forging a good friendship.

That afternoon, I went to the Adoration party, and I was adored to the brink of overflowing. I had reiki done by a very wise woman and felt light as a feather afterwards. We focused on the feelings that were coming up around things being taken from the Greenhouse. I wanted to be okay with that energy flow, out of my control. I knew it would happen, I wanted to let go of that sense of loss I was feeling in my body. Release, re-attune. It worked. While I was there, it rained, and shortly after the storm I had to head off to an appointment with another filmmaker named Sean Kaminsky. He was shooting a series of documentary vignettes that explore the intersection of art and green activism for the Sundance Channel’s Green programming block. As I was riding out to the Greenhouse, the most spectacular double rainbow appeared over the horizon. It was magnificent, arching perfectly over our crazy little city, each end touching down out in deep playa. I was giddy, full, open, and in awe at the splendor and beauty of the moment. Just as the rainbow was fading, Sean and his partner rode up on their bikes to film the interview. I believe both Patrick’s and Sean’s interviews went well that day. In retrospect, there are things I wish I had talked about, especially for Patrick’s film where I had the opportunity to go way more in depth about my Project. It is still entirely possible I’ll end up on the cutting room floor for either of those film projects. Even though I don’t even have a TV, I certainly hope that is not the case.

Saturday was by far my roughest day. It started when I went out to the Greenhouse in the morning to find the Buddha’s head knocked down, the Greenhouse tagged with spray paint, and most of the offerings gone. I couldn’t find the beautiful shaker egg that the fey woman gifted me on Monday, the symbol of an incredibly powerful moment. It had been hidden which means someone rifled through things enough to uncover it. Someone took the prayer beads and necklaces that were around the Buddha’s neck, presumably that’s how the head fell off. Someone tagged his or her initials on the outside of the Greenhouse with spray paint. Shanta had left the ashes of one of his friends who died, and those were gone too. Every single jar of my handmade incense was gone. One of Casey Burke’s beautiful pieces of art, one of her five-part series, was gone. Ironically, the rather used copy of Aristotle’s Nicomachean Ethics someone had left the day before was still there. As was a particularly poignant Polaroid that said “My relationship with my mother challenges me.” As was a pile of empty beer bottles and cigarette butts. I picked up the trash, put the head back on the Buddha, rearranged things to some semblance of order, and then went to Burners Without Boarders where I found Shanta and had a good long talk to try to come to terms with the tremendous sense of loss and violation I felt.

All the talk about the transitoriness of the event and of life, the Buddhist idea of non-attachment and suffering, the acknowledgement that some people just don’t get it and may not ever, knowing that theft would likely happen and mentally preparing myself for it long before the event, – none of that appeased the feeling in my gut that comes when someone has totally violated a boundary.

You see, when someone makes a piece of art, if it’s any good, it is intimately tied to their innermost expression of Self, of who they are and who they want to become, and every piece of the art is invested in the discovery and evocation of that. Every facet of the art is a complex conglomeration of thoughts, experiences, memories, feelings; every object is imbued with meaning and intention toward that end. And when you bring all of that into a community to offer it to others, you put a whole hell of a lot on the line. And when other people contribute any amount of themselves to that cause, then they’ve got something at stake, too. The act of people taking those things from the Greenhouse dispersed the energy that was being consciously cultivated in that space, the deep, powerful Work of Self that was being undergone there. And so I felt like I had been hit in the gut with a bowling ball, and no amount of talk on non-attachment would help. The thing that devastated me most was knowing that anyone who would do such a thing was living in a place of disconnection, scarcity, depravity, and poverty of spirit. And no matter how hard I tried, I could not separate myself from the tragedy of that.

I went back to the Greenhouse later that afternoon, still trying to come to terms with my emotional response to the experience. It was then that I discovered a single, new offering. A playing card. Seven of Hearts. Someone had written on it, “Be one for whom nothing is lost.” Those words pierced straight through my devastation, and I burst out into tears right there. I looked up at the sky through the dusty Greenhouse windows and just cried. And then, the most remarkable thing. Gratitude overcame me in a giant wave, and in that instant, I could see the beauty again. I turned my face down, as if in prayer, and let my tears fall to the ground. An offering. A sacrifice.

And there were yet more messages in the book.

“Please forgive us for being so small that we cannot see beyond the pain of our lives. We are only human.”

“Those who don’t want to change… let them sleep.”

“To see true beauty with closed eyes is divine beyond your senses.”

“May the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of way to kneel and kiss the ground. ~Rumi”

“Mediocridad sin uso soy nada. Aqui dejo mi dolor del adios. Aqui dejo el ardor por ti en forma mental, physical, y emocional. Aqui te dejo Ruby y recojo [the writer’s name]”
(Mediocrity without use, I am nothing. Here I leave my pain of goodbye. Here I leave the fire for you in mental, physical, and emotional forms. Here, I leave you, Ruby, and I gather [Me].)

“I got to hear raindrops on the roof.”

“Along this path I walk determined to know my way… yet time & time again I realize I am not driving this bus & while I may feel the ride is out of control at times, I have gathered many seeds along the way… I nurture them, hoping to cross paths with one who holds a fertile ground in their heart to nurture these seeds. I hold a seed within, & I must remember to let my light shine… for if I hesitate to do this… I hesitate and stunt my own growth. Thank you for reminding us in this sacred space.”

“At the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started from and know it for the first time. T.S. Elliot”

“The voyage of discovery does not consist of new landscapes but in having new eyes. ~Zen Proverb”

“Blessings and tidings oh ye who walk this earth. A quiet wind shall follow – in its breath the sound of your own heart upon the hurling winds of the afterlife – your secret star shall be born and all that is good & true & holy will shine. Humble, Magnificent, Divine.”

That night the Man burned, for the second time. I wasn’t planning on photographing it, but I started having that nagging feeling I should. So I rode back to camp at the speed of light to get my camera and tripod, and then I went out to watch the burn from the Greenhouse. Something had shifted inside me earlier in the night, and I was able to let go of the feelings I had been overcome with that day – enough to enjoy my night and not feel burdened by what could happen to my art. I knew Saturday night would be crazier than Friday, so I packed up a few of the remaining things I felt connected to inside the Greenhouse. The book, the Palo Santo, and a few other gifts people had given me. After the Man burned, I left the Greenhouse alone for the rest of the night and went off into the darkness to see what kind of compelling things I could find.

It was Sunday that I found the missing piece. Forgiveness. Of course, it was there hovering in the background all along. I spent a lot of time at the Temple that day. I left several offerings, wrote a bunch of things on the intricately cut walls, cried, and watched and listened as others mourned there. The energy in that space was overwhelming. David Best saw me there, letting go of all that. He singled me out amongst hundreds of others. He came over to me, looked me in the eyes, and took my hand in his for just a moment. No words. Just that look and the touch of our hands. A moment of recognition. That was all I needed, indeed all I could handle, at that moment. A burden was lifting. And more tears.

I went back to the Temple that evening to see Reverend Billy and the Church of Stop Shopping. The service was solemn, a lot of talk about forgiveness. People were still crying. I can’t really remember anything Reverend Billy said, but I do remember that his words were exactly what I needed to hear. I remember it feeling like a cleansing, like being smudged with sage and eagle feathers, like all the sadness and devastation I was feeling was understood, like I was being embraced. And I sat there and soaked it all in.

The Temple burned that night, and with it, much of the conflict I had been experiencing. The intricacy and care taken in cutting all the wood used to make the Temple – just, in the end, to be burned – somehow helped me place my experience into a much larger context. Somehow, by connecting with that greater accumulative sense of loss that people brought to the Temple all week, mine was assuaged. My art was never intended to be burned, and yet there was something about it that demanded to be released, as if in flames. Everything that came and went all week was part of a larger movement of energy taking place, something way bigger than my art or me. I can only hope that the people who took things from the Greenhouse will one day look at those objects and be struck by their meaning, their significance, and be brought to their knees in reverence. Much like I was that night.

That night was so good for me. I still held space for the sadness I had been feeling. I was able to also open myself to feel all the beauty and love I had received throughout the week. As the sun was beginning to rise, I bid farewell to my friends and walked across the playa by myself. I went to the Temple remains and found a deep peace there amongst the ashes. Something in me had been released as it burned. I uncovered a part of the structure as I was standing there in the ashes. I believe it’s some kind of anchoring device, and it had the most beautiful patina from the fire. I picked it up, examined it, and thought that it would make a perfect foundation for my next found object sculpture. And I decided I would use whatever offerings were left from the Greenhouse as part of that piece of art.

I watched as people sifted through the ashes for things that remained after the burn. Throughout the week, people had left all sorts of offerings there. Things they wanted to release. Things that were deeply personal and sacred to them. It felt right to me to only take a piece of the structure and not any individual offerings. There were many more anchors like the one I picked up, all of them beautifully marked by the fire, and it occurred to me that I could take several and make a whole series of sculptures out of them. But it somehow seemed more appropriate that I take just that one. I didn’t need any more. In fact, having more would have diluted the meaning of the whole experience and journey that it took for me to arrive at that moment, in that place, with that understanding and sense of peace. I had come a long way and experienced what seemed like the entire gamut of emotions humans are capable of feeling. I arrived there full, my capacity expanded, my eyes more clear. All I ever dreamt of when I set out on this journey was to more fully come to know myself, to inspire others to do the same, and to walk away with a greater sense and understanding of the Work that needs to be undergone, both individually and communally. The journey to that place was more extraordinary than I ever could have imagined it to be.

My thoughts drifted to the poem I wrote for the Greenhouse, and I silently recited the words in my head, realizing they had taken on a whole new layer of meaning for me:

“In your hand, hold the seed, and into it, breathe your dream.
As you plant it in the dirt, you give it life on this earth.

Nurture the root, tender new growth, impress upon it all you hope.
Give it water and sun shining bright, give it Love and give it Light.

The fruit sustains you, here and now, the harvest from the ground you plow.
For those who follow, leave an offering, your contribution to our community.

Compost the dream whose time has passed, and remember, forever, nothing lasts.
By letting go, you are transformed, after death, new life is born.

From Love, all things do emerge, and unto Love, they will return.
Follow faithfully the movement of you heart,
And may you be so blessed to know yourself in all your parts.”

The sun was up, the Temple ashes were still smoking, and the sky was fading from pink and orange to blue. I closed my eyes and faced the sun, breathing it all in. What an incredible journey it had been. My capacity to hold such an extreme range of thoughts and feelings was pushed and expanded to the very edge. Every moment was marked with that expansion. There was the sheer amount of meaningful connections made, the deep sense of community, the incredible response to my art that I had received from an overwhelming amount of people, the deeply satisfying work. And then there was the sense of loss, violation, sadness, devastation, that tragedy that continues to touch this world because of fragmentation and disconnection. And there was the necessary return to forgiveness. Every piece of the entire experience was relevant and valuable for me, part of The Great Work.

Nothing was lost. Not a thing.

As I was walking back to camp with that piece of the Temple in my hand, the anchor, my thoughts turned to the theme for next year’s Burning Man. The American Dream. And it came to me, the idea for the installation I’m going to create. And I decided that next year, it’s going to burn. It has to burn. That moment was marked by the indisputable feeling of victory. I laughed. I spun around in the dust and laughed.

My heart was open, and it was a new day. And the light shone in both places.

Dreams are seeds… What do you want to grow?

Acknowledgements: It Takes Community
The Greenhouse Project could not have happened without the unbelievable amount of support and encouragement I received from many wonderful people I am so very blessed to know. Every moment of the experience was full way beyond my wildest imagination. Unending gratitude is due the Austin Burn community, the entire Enchanted Forest family, Albert Deloach, Tyler Hanson, the Do Lab, Austin Green Art, Organik Media, Golden Rabbit Films, Shanta Stevens, Casey Schmidt, David Gallows, Sean Kaminsky, Patrick Morell, Casey Burke, LadyBee, Paul & Mykal, Bill Koons, Dr. Craig Hanks, Guy Forsyth, Le Easter, Debbie & Justin & Jake Vaughn, Liu Ching Yang, Kristen L, Marc Lionetti, Suzanne McAnna, Elizabeth Rogers, Jodi Smith, Helen Lea, Jim Flash, Clovis, Moldover, Anya, Marlo Ashley, Katherine S, Cedar Stevens, Jonathan Tel, Thorn Coyle, Dr. Audrey McKinney, Dr. Ted George, David Best, Reverend Billy, Shrine, Orpheo McCord, Trine, Grady Cousins, the Austin community truck crew, Red Nose District, Damn Fuckin Texans, Kingdom of Slack, Ecstatic Hugs/HBGB, RedCamp, all the folks at Active Life Chiropractic, Apple, Goorin Brothers, Fire Dog Designs, Texas A&M Philosophy Dept., and, most of all, the plant and animal spirits I care for at home who continue to teach me how to live authentically, Amallah, Skipper, Sushi & Snowpea, and all the birds and squirrels and green in Austin, Texas. Thank you all for showing me the Love & Light.

Laura Lea Nalle
www.earth2LL.com

© Laura Lea Nalle 2007 All rights reserved.
All photos and writing by Laura Lea Nalle unless otherwise indicated.

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Miss Horrorfest 2007

Athena — Mon, 24 Sep 2007 19:07:59 GMT

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_SdhdvAPRhQ

Other than stilting and dancing with the Berzerkers, I also love acting. Everyone who worked on this little video are LA burners. Please click on the url above and watch the video then rate is with 5 stars. We are trying to win Miss Horrorfest 2007. All votes must be in by Sept 30th so we only have 6 short days. And please email this to all your lists and friends lists and have them do the same.

Otto Penzato and I Co Produced it
Otto directed and wrote the script
Bill Missitt edited it
Atom Smith did sound and score
Brad Cooper did cinematography
Teresa Shea did wardrobe
Tim Peyton acted and so did I
Cap was the guard
Hutch did sfx (broke glass)
Lucky Mohawk did video projection
and
we shot at Ab Sug and Patrick helped build the wall with Otto and I.

So this was a community effort. The prize is 50K. With we hope to use for future art projects.
Thanks for your help

Athena & Otto

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thank you!

Orange Monkey Posse — Fri, 21 Sep 2007 23:45:43 GMT

you all rocked

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Burning Man Galleries online

mr_nightshade — Thu, 20 Sep 2007 22:50:21 GMT

See them here:

http://www.theblight.net/gallery/bm/07/

It was a pleasure to see and work with all of you! *Honk!*

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Menus? Even from last year?

Jewelz — Tue, 14 Aug 2007 01:19:34 GMT

Hi,

this is my first year in RND (after helping out on the edges for awhile...) and I was wondering about the menu before signing on for that...

I'm an omnivore, but also open to vegan. Can anyone clue me as to what's on the typical menu, or what was on the menu last year?

Many thanks....

:)

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Burning Man + Red Nose District photos

mr_nightshade — Thu, 06 Sep 2007 02:06:37 GMT

While I work to complete the entire gallery, selected highlights are going up on a regular basis here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/carnivillain/

Enjoy!

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Hey YOU! Get your sweet shakin' asses over here!

ksea — Fri, 07 Sep 2007 04:58:58 GMT

http://tribes.tribe.net/circusmetropolus

You know you wanna...

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Ride Available

CowboyLogic — Sun, 26 Aug 2007 00:17:19 GMT

A change of vehicles means that I have room for one in a van (if you are a couple, let me know - it should work) going to the playa from San Francisco late Monday (think midnight). I plan on returning Monday. It would be great if you could help out with driving and some of the gas. I'll check posts to my profile late tonight and tomorrow so let me know about yourselves, and leave me your email or phone number. I'm camping in the Red Nose District. Cheers, Cowboy Logic

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One (1) Saturday-arrival pass available :)

Jewelz — Sat, 18 Aug 2007 19:03:48 GMT

Hi Nosers!

A tribe friend of mine needs some help setting up his small camp on Sunday -- and in exchange for helping him with that, you can have one of the highly-coveted Saturday arrival passes!!

Tribe me and I will put you in touch.

Just be sure not to flake. We're doing this on faith, OK? Set up your tent Sat., relax for a bit, and then go help this guy, who's not too far from RND.

see you!

love, J!

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THURS: Happy Hour with The Tongues!

squeeky — Sat, 18 Aug 2007 15:07:45 GMT

http://myspace.com/thetongues
http://tribes.tribe.net/thetongues

August, 30 2007 at BURNING MAN - Red Nose District
Esplanade between 9 and 9:30, Black Rock City, Nevada
Cost :

We will rock the Circus Metropolus Happy Hour. Have a cocktail and clown around a bit. Look for the giant circus tent.

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ticket for sale

terryg — Fri, 17 Aug 2007 00:30:01 GMT

We've got a $250 ticket that can either be picked up in LA, or left at will call. Drop me a private note if interested.

HONK

Terry

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Critical Stilts Info

atom — Wed, 15 Aug 2007 20:13:48 GMT

It's that time again

Critical Stilts is meeting on the Playa!

Time
Thursday 4:20pm at the Red Nose District

This year is going to be the best. We have lots in line for you stilters and
groundlings as well!

We will have a parade, stilt games, drinks and will try to beat our record of 52
stilters in one spot.

There will also be DJ's at the Red Nose spinning our favorite stilter tunes
like "Higher Baby","The Skies the Limit" and my personal favorite "Please help me I falling"!

When the parade starts we will be hitting up as many stilt bars as we can and hijacking arts cars with
our good looks and witty remarks! If you have any questions or would like to add your BAR/STILT BAR/ART CAR to the parade
list please email me at houseofadam@speakeasy.net and we will try to add you to our outrageous event!

Remember this is not just for stilters... it's for everyone. This Thursday at the Red Nose District... Pay for the whole seat and only use the edge!

Let's get high and have fun!

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Crash Mat available for BM use if needed

meeshka — Sat, 21 Jul 2007 16:56:53 GMT

Hello,
I have a 5' X 10' by 1' thick folding crash pad available if RND could use it? I have a static trapeze as well, if needed. I live in Truckee / Tahoe on the way to the playa.

Feel free to message me if you'd like to borrow it!

Mishka

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Coulrophobia

atom — Mon, 13 Aug 2007 19:58:40 GMT

we better put some signs up.....

http://spikedhumor.com/articles/120479/Coulrophobia_Fear_of_Clowns.html

LoL @ parsley her stuffed animal!

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trash - aluminum (can recycle onsite)

Jewelz — Tue, 14 Aug 2007 01:17:38 GMT

I just wanted to suggest that whoever we can persuade to bring aluminum cans over glass, plastic, or steel might be cool, since we can offload those down at the BM recycle camp, as well as to the aluminum art-smelter out on the playa...

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the Greenhouse Project needs your help!

earth2LL — Sun, 12 Aug 2007 01:15:28 GMT

Greetings Friends, Family, and Co-conspirators,

The Greenhouse Project is about to make its way halfway across the country to Burning Man. It's an exciting time, the Project is drawing attention from people nation wide and will be included in a little documentary vignette that will air on Sundance. We've got great placement, and if you're going to be in Black Rock City, be sure and stop by. We'll be 1900' from the Man, near the Temple. We're leaving Aug 21, and until then, I'm working feverishly on making this installation something we can all be proud of. And I need your help!

*******************************************************************

These are the things I need most urgently to make it happen:

*ART! of all mediums (exploring concepts of growth/decay, natural cycles & phenomena, birth/life/death, etc., recycled & found objects highly encouraged)

*Offerings and sacrifices (What would you offer your future/present/past self in order to heal/create/bless your own life? What would you give the earth to symbolize your commitment to creating a greener world? What gift would you give to show gratitude for all that you have and all that you will become?)

*Natural found objects -- shells, rocks, plants, bones, dirt, water, etc. (any loose materials should be put in jars or other sealed containers so as not to create a MOOP hazard (matter out of place) I have a few jars/containers on hand we can use for this purpose).

*Fabrics (exotic, sheer, animal skin/fur/leather (faux or recycled real))

*Lights! (of all colors and kinds -- rope light, xmas lights, LEDs, clamp lights, etc etc etc). Muy importante!

*Paint (acrylic preferred, but I'll take what I can get) brushes, and permanent markers

And these are the things I also need and am prepared to buy unless someone gifts or loans them to me:

*2 or 3 Deep cycle marine batteries 12V
*Solar panel(s) to charge batteries
*Sturdy plastic bins to pack stuff in

*********************************************************************

If you have donations to make, you can check out the Project in progress -- in person!-- and drop them off at my home in South Austin. I welcome individuals and groups of visitors who wish to see the Project before it heads to BM. Please call or email for directions and to coordinate times. If you have trouble getting to South Austin, we can try to meet somewhere more central if that works better for you.

And if you feel compelled to contribute but don't have any of the stuff on the wishlist, we'd gladly take money donations to help offset building and transportation costs. I'd love to see you in person too, but in case you can't make it to my house, you can make a donation through Paypal. My Paypal acct is under lauraleanalle@gmail.com Every dollar helps!

You can also track the progress of the Greenhouse Project from the comfort of your own home. Here: http://lauraleanalle.livejournal.com/ and here: http://people.tribe.net/earth2LL

*********************************************************************

And let me conclude by saying how thankful I am for the overwhelming amount of support and encouragement and love I have received from many of you individually and the community as a whole. This has been one of the most unbelievable experiences of my life thanks to all of you who have lent support in both big and little ways. I am filled with so much love and gratitude for everything everyone has done and said. It's really just beautiful way beyond belief or anything I could have ever imagined. So, I thank you, thank you, thank you!

With Love and Light (and paint all over me),
Laura Lea

512-585-1825
www.earth2LL.com

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Happy Birthday Boenobo!!!! Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

hollywater — Mon, 11 Jun 2007 22:08:46 GMT

It's Boe's birthday on Wednesday, lucky number 13! He is a light to us all, always ready to help, always ready to hug and to give a smile and make us laugh. Please allow a minute of your time to call him or to swing by the house and say Hi. Wish him well, wish him luck and let's let him know how much he is appreciated by his community.
I love you Boe!!!!
Muah! honk honk xoxoxoxoxox

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Red Nose District 2007 - Newsletter #1

boenobo — Mon, 12 Mar 2007 16:27:05 GMT

as told by our treasurer, Chuck of Arabia...keep a look out for regular updates from here on out.

- - - - - - - -

Dear Red Nose Veterans,

A Red Nose District newsletter in February? Yep, we're off and running! And we have news for those of you who like to start planning early.

Last weekend (Feb 18), we had our RND 2007 kickoff meeting. Some important issues were settled. We wanted to tell you about them so you can plan accordingly. So here's the skinny.

- There WILL be a Red Nose District in 2007.
- All of the RND theme camps from 2006 are planning to return.
- We intend to keep our camp size at about 200 members.
- Membership dues will remain unchanged at $100 per member.
- Meal tickets will remain at $8 per dinner.
- Our infrastructure team will again provide hot showers, porta-potties, electricity and heavy transportation.
- We have a bold new transportation plan that will get us off the playa much earlier than last year.
- Our entertainment plan's been revised to make for a smoother schedule, improving our contribution to the Burning Man experience while freeing up RND members' time.
- We'll send you a notice as soon as our webpage for joining RND is ready.

BUDGET

We're preparing a RND 2007 budget now. In 2006, we went about 10% over budget. We need to pay that money back. Fortunately, we invested some of our funds from 2006 in infrastructure (the new kitchen, showers and plumbing) that will yield benefits for years to come without additional spending.

To top up our accounts, we're planning to put on a spectacular fundraiser (probably in San Francisco this summer). We'll tell you all about it when it's been scheduled.

VOLUNTEERS

Some people worked too much last year and need assistance. Some people will prefer a new job for a change of pace. Some people never found their niche last year.

We'll be offering you lots of opportunities to get involved in RND 2007. We're determined to make sure that everyone finds a fun way to be helpful, and that no one burns out. Please start thinking about what tasks you'd like to volunteer for to help us create and sustain our community.

In particular, we need volunteers for audio and lighting engineers (4), garbage sorting and removal (2), and late-departure camp teardown (3). We're prepared to refund membership fees to people who helps us with these hard-to-fill tasks.

THEME

We don't currently have a plan to fit in with the 2007 Burning Man Theme of "The Green Man". If you'd like to do a Green Man theme project or help green up The District, please contact our Green Man coordinator Indigo <indigomoonstar@yahoo.com> about it.

=====

We're mighty excited to be getting back together at Burning Man 2007. And we're hoping to see you all there too!

If you have some kickass friends who might want to join RND, please forward this message to them.

Email me if you want to add or remove an email address from this distribution list.

Honk!
Chuck Nichols
RND treasurer

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moop list

squeeky — Sun, 10 Jun 2007 19:59:13 GMT

you guys were on the list as red as your nose for the moop left. ;) better luck next year. go green!

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aerial classes.

LeLoup — Thu, 04 Jan 2007 20:23:24 GMT

got aerial fever?

ever wanted to soar on a sexy little piece of fabric?

are you daring?

Adventurous?

or just a circus freak?

Well then this is for you!

LOL

No, but really Neal Everette, a truly amazing aerial performer whose talents span over many forms of aerial arts is offering aerial classes.
Date: every Wednesday
Time: 6:00 - 8:00
Location: Abundant Sugar @ the Brewery
Tuition: 20 dollars per class, all students must pay for 4 to 5 classes in advance.
Contact: 323.620.2680

I have been going for little over a month and I can say not only is it something I look forward to every week, I see the physical changes in my body and it is fantastic. In two hours Neal teaches you and guides you through stretching, aerial, and then a killer conditioning session at the end...and I mean killer.

One thing I truly love is that Neal really really pays attention to his students. Because the class has students at all different levels he really works the class perfectly so that every feels that they are progressing at their own natural pace with out feeling left behind or not challenged enough.

And it has been such a pleasure to actually see the progression of all my classmates in such a short amount of time.

Plus sometimes he will talk with an accent! LOL

If your looking to learn aerial or just get fit and have fun with great people this is a perfect class.

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circus performer death

terryg — Tue, 01 May 2007 19:39:25 GMT

(Not trying to be a downer, but this scared the klown krap right out of me!)

Copied from CNN:

Story Highlights
• 35-year-old performer was working 40 feet up without a net
• The Circus Vasquez troupe had traveled from Mexico for the show
• Firefighters at the show responded, but the man died at the scene

MONTEBELLO, California. (AP) -- A circus performer fell about 40 feet to his death during a performance in Southern California, authorities said.

The 35-year-old trapeze artist died Monday night, said Sgt. Jacqueline Gonzalez of the Los Angeles County Police Department. The man was performing with Circus Vasquez, a troupe that had traveled to California from Mexico for the show at the Whittier Narrows Recreation Area in unincorporated Los Angeles County, Gonzalez said.

His name was being withheld pending family notification.

Authorities said the man was performing without a net when he fell.

Los Angeles County firefighters happened to be at the show to monitor the next performance, which involved fire, Gonzalez said. The firefighters responded, but the man died at the scene, she said.

Investigators with the Los Angeles County sheriff's department were investigating.

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Guilty verdict in 2005 assault

freebeer — Fri, 13 Apr 2007 02:07:46 GMT

am posting here because i know a lot of the totem folks are here, and had expressed anxiety and anger over the incident at hbgb...

http://bm.tribe.net/thread/0446a110-8ccf-4462-822e-d2d29bdf473b

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Clown proverbs

terryg — Tue, 20 Feb 2007 18:42:23 GMT

There's a "playa proverbs" thread that made me think of these.....

Don't cut off your clown nose to spite your face
Any circus tent in a storm
Many clowns make for quick camp setup
Never judge a clown until you've walked a mile in his size 15 shoes
A clown and his clothes are soon parted
Spray seltzer onto others as you would have seltzer sprayed unto you
What happens under the big top, stays under the big top
Let sleeping clowns lie
There is more than one way to spank a clown
It's all fun and games until you fall off your stilts
Clowns will be Clowns
The makeup always looks funnier on someone else
Clowns don't let clowns drive (ridiculously small cars) drunk.

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skil battery

terryg — Sat, 17 Feb 2007 23:48:01 GMT

Hey folks, my cordless drill was borrowed for some work on the big tent on the playa, and it was put back without the battery. Anyone notice a "spare" battery (skil, 14.4 volt) show up in their tool box?

Terry

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lewis carroll theme party

banjolismo — Thu, 18 Jan 2007 01:51:53 GMT

4th annual

you are cordially invited to attend
the Cheshire Rock Opera
on the evening of 1-27-2007
this is an annual celebration of
Lewis Carroll, his works &
his effect on popular music.
please attend as one of the
characters from wonderland.
bring tea & cakes to share
& bottles marked "drink me".
a song book & album will be
available to interested parties.
those attending may be asked
for a modest donation:
$5 for those in costume & character
$10 for those simply in costume
& $20 for those who can't
be bothered to dress the part.
the event goes from around 8 untill...

first show was january 27 2004@ Van Kleef's in Oakland.
It was quite a production inluding the queen's concert,
tea party trio, suitcase puppet show of walrus & carpenter
and the jabberwock monstermasks. twas a mad evening
of fun.
the next was a one man show for an intimate audience
of close friends.
it's third year running was the mad tea party with a book
& c.d. to accompany.
the 4th year is set to be in co-operation with
the lucid dream lounge.
this is the culmination of a lifetimes connection to
the writings of Lewis Caroll,
here was my original Idea :I'ts a glam rock opera,
Spacey sci-fi, I like ziggy style, and kabuki japanese
cats, bunraku, noh theatre. this is a description of
a young lewis caroll, in some fanciful asian opium den,
being served and having the hallucination that he
watered down to create alice's adventures in
wonderland. focusing on the bestiary of "Jabberwok"
, the white rabbit, the tea party, and a god-like
presence of the cheshire (cat).
seeking performers, puppet craft, and hosts for
this would bee epic of psychedelic performance art.
follow thee white rabbit...
the set so far
red queen (an original)
white rabbit(+new verses)
the walrus & the carpenter (to music)
I am the walrus (mutant version)
the humpty dump (mix of humpty dance with parts
of eggman & the original poem)
jabberwocky(grunge version)
to all tomorrows parties
the inverse set also features some surprizes from
the collective of songwriters (the likes of the hobo gobbelins,
sourmash hug band & accordion plague)

ttp://Cheshire-rockopera.tribe.net

AT THE START OF THE SHOW:
white rabbit makes an appearance & then takes us
"through the rabbit hole". when we hit the bottom
a red queen appears: I'm bored to tears with the likes
of you! I declare that there shall be a concert to
amuse me & my royal court."
at this point a page begins calling forth the appointed
acts,
***still looking for quick cabaret style performances
(2-3 songs) which can work with a wonderland style

when it comes time for the hatter to sing,
he does so off key & tempo, so badly that the
queen shouts: "stop him! he's murdering time!!!"
and a guard roughly ejects the hatter from the "stage".
perhaps a bit of mumbling as the court complains
of the hatter's ruination of the concert.
focus shifts to the tea party set.
mad hatter: Oh bugger! they've broken my watch!
march hare: let me see that watch hatter.
(smears it with a thick layer of butter)
that should do the trick.
hatter: (shakes watch & listens) nope, it's still broken
now, we'll be stuck in tea time forever.
dormouse: play us a song hatter, to help us pass the time
hatter plays white rabbit....
One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall

/ F# - / G - / F# - / G - / A CD A - /

And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice when she was just small

When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice, I think she'll know

/ E - / A - / E - / A - / F# - - - /

When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said
Feed your head, feed your head

/ F# - / G - / F# - / G - / A CD A - / E A E A /

at the conclusion of the song the dormouse says
"feed your head"
hare: what'd he say?
hatter: I don't know, I can't remember.
mouse: feed your head!
hatter: well then, what ever are we to feed it?
hare: I've got an idea, let's feed it treacol
alice: where ever shall we find treacol?
hatter: why, at the bottom of a well, of course
another cup of tea?
alice: but if we were to fall down the well,
however should we get back out again?
hare: we shan't be able to get out, we'd be
stuck down there for the rest of time with
nothing but treacol to eat, pass the crumpets
alice: but if the moon could only see
down in the well, I'm certain she...
mouse:...would be so sad that she would cry
an clouds blot out the starry sky
alice: fill the well up with the rain
so we could get back out again!
hatter:..and float down to a salty sea...
hare: where maybe we could look & see
hatter: a bite of something good to eat
hare: a tasty dish!
hatter & hare together: A FISHY TREAT!!
at this point a mock turtle comes in with
a taureen of hot green soup, followed by a
gryphon.
hatter: I say there, mock turtle what's that
you've got?
mock: it is a most beautiful soup! try some
(ladles some into tiny cups passing some to the party)
hatter:delicious!
as the band strikes up the beautiful soup song
the soup service continues.

Beautiful Soup
c g
Beautiful Soup, so rich and green,
c
Waiting in a hot tureen!
f c
Who for such dainties would not stoop?
c g
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
c g
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
f c g c
Beau--ootiful Soo-oop! Beau--ootiful Soo-oop!
c f
Soo--oop of the e--e--evening,
c g
Beautiful, beautiful Soup!
f c
Beautiful Soup! Who cares for fish,
g c
Game, or any other dish?
c g
Who would not give all else for two
g c
Pennyworth only of Beautiful Soup?
g c
Pennyworth only of beautiful Soup?
f c g c
Beau--ootiful Soo-oop! Beau--ootiful Soo-oop!
c f
Soo--oop of the e--e--evening,
c g c
Beautiful, beauti--FUL SOUP!

at the end of the song,
hatter asks: I say, mock turtle, did you bring any
lobsters with you?
mock: no, (sadly) but they sent this message
(hands card to hatter)
hatter: (reading from card)
"dear sir
we thank you kindly for your invitation to the
cheshire rock opera, however we are already
engaged to attend the lobster quadrille.
best wishes,
the lobsters"
... ah, the lobster quadrille, what a lovely song
and dance!"
mock: (disagreeably) I always thought it was very sad
hatter: no, I assure you it is a delightful little tune,
listen to the way we play it.
(during the tune mock turtle moves to the dance floor
& a group of alices dance around and with her.
The Lobster Quadrille
interlude=g//f//a//d//x4
g f a d
"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail.
g f a
d
"There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail.
g f a d
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
g f a
d
They are waiting on the shingle - will you come and join the dance?
d f d g d f
g f
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?
d f d g d f
d
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?

g f a d
"You can really have no notion how delightful it will be
g f a
d
When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters, out to sea!"
g f a
d
But the snail replied "Too far, too far!" and gave a look askance -
g f a
d
Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance.
d f d g d
f d g
Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance.
d f d g d
f d
Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join the dance.

d f d f d f d f
"What matters it how far we go?" his scaly friend replied.
d f d f d f d g
"There is another shore, you know, upon the other side.
d f d f d f d f
The further off from England the nearer is to France -
d f d f d f
d
Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
d f d g d f
d f
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?
d f d g d f
d
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?"

at the end of the song, mock turtle returns to the
table, with a worried look on his face
mock: that's all well & good, but I don't really undestand
can you play it again?
hatter: but of course
instead they play "the voice of the lobster"
'Tis the Voice of the Lobster
Cm
'Tis the voice of the Lobster: I heard him declare
Fm
"You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair."
Cm
As a duck with its eyelids, so he with his nose
D G
Trims his belt and buttons, and turns out his toes.
Cm
When the sands are all dry, he is gay as a lark
Fm
And will talk in contemptuous tones of the Shark:
Cm
But, when the tide rises and sharks are around,
D G ~~~
His voice has a timid and tremulous sound.

I passed by his garden, and marked with one eye,
How the Owl and Panther were sharing a pie:
The Panther took pie-crust, and gravy and meat,
While the Owl had the dish as its share of the treat.
When the pie was all finished, the Owl as a boon,
Was kindly permitted to pocket the spoon:
While the Panther received knife and fork with a growl,
And concluded the banquet by--

on the last note of the song a tuft of feathers is
thrown in the air.
mock: I don't see what the point is of repeating
all this stuff over & over, if you aren't going to
take the time to explain it.
hatter: I tell you what, mock turtle, I've got a box here
which is sure to explain everything.
puts the box on the table & thus is the set up for
walrus & the carpenter
The Walrus and The Carpenter
Lewis Carroll
(from Through the Looking-Glass and
What Alice Found There, 1872)
the verses shall be noted as such
first verse noted is v1, & 2nd is v2
thus follows
Em Am
The sun was shining on the sea,
B7 Em
Shining with all his might:
Em Am
He did his very best to make
B7 Em
The billows smooth and bright--
B7 Em
And this was odd, because it was
B7 Em
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"
B7 Em
The sea was wet as wet could be,
B7 Em
The sands were dry as dry.
B7 Em
You could not see a cloud, because
B7 Em
No cloud was in the sky:
Em Am
No birds were flying overhead--
B7 Em
There were no birds to fly.
v1
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"
v2
"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.
v1
"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."
v2
The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.
v1
But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.
v2
Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.
v1
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.
~~~~~~~
v1
"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
~~~~~
v1 (or2)
"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.
v1
"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."
v2 (or1)
"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admire the view?
v2 (or1)
"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"
v2(or1)
"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"
v2
"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.
v1
"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.

during the last verses of the song trays of hors devors
(smoked oyster on a slice of french bread with a dash
of pepper & vinegar) are passed around.

I Am the Walrus

I am he
As you are he
As you are me
And we are all together.
See how they run
Like pigs from a gun
See how they fly. I�m crying.
Sitting on a cornflake - waiting for the van to come.
Corporation teeshirt, stupid bloody
Tuesday man you been a naughty boy
You let your face grow long.
I am the eggman oh, they are the eggman -
Oh I am the walrus GOO GOO G�JOOB.
Mr. City policeman sitting pretty little policeman in a row,
See how they fly
Like Lucy in the sky
See how they run. I�m crying - I�m crying I�m crying.
Yellow matter custard dripping from a dead dog�s eye.
Crabalocker fishwife pornographic
Priestess boy you been a naughty girl,
You let your knickers down.
I am the eggman oh, they are the eggmen -
Oh I am the walrus. GOO GOO G�JOOB.
Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun,
If the sun don�t come, you get a tan from
Standing in the English rain.
I am the eggman, oh, they are the eggmen -
Oh I am the walrus. G�JOOB, G�GOO, G�JOOB.
Expert texpert choking smokers
Don�t you think the joker laughs at you? Ha ha ha!
See how they smile,
Like pigs in a sty,
See how they snied. I�m crying.
Semoline pilchards climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hare Khrishna
Man you should have seen the kick in Edgar Allen Poe.
I am the eggman oh, they are they eggmen -
Oh I am the walrus GOO GOO GOO JOOB
GOO GOO GOO JOOB GOO GOO
GOOOOOOOOOOOJOOOOOB.

at the end of the song humpty dumpty arrives.
& 1mb+ plays humpty song, during which the
jabber wocky creatures head off to get their masks on.
at the end of the song...

humpty: hello every body, since we've been
through the looking glass & back, I can tell before
we get there that you wont be able to understand
these next verses so, I'll do a bit of explaining in
advance.
he attempts to explain (with help from alice) the
1st & last verse (same) of jabberwocky at the end,
the soundtrack starts & the creatures emerge.
**these roles still need to be filled**
tove, dressed in grey does a sufi style spin dance
borogove, dressed on dark colors, bird mask with pvc
legs & claw shoes
momerath, green pig mask with built in mic for
" outgribbling"
jub jub bird, hand held axe bill, red black & yellow
bandresnatch (potentionally cast) monster face with
long fingers
jabberwocky (2 person) monster mask with body
attached.

at the the end of the peice, the band plays one last song
to all tomorrows parties...
D C D
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
G Em A
To all tomorrow's parties
D C D
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
G Em A
To all tomorrow's parties

G A
And where will she go and what shall she do
G A~~~
When midnight comes around
D C D
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
G Em D
And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
For whom none will go morning

A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks, a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties

www.myspace.com/cheshirerockopera

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Helloooo Red Nose!

superstar — Wed, 10 Jan 2007 21:37:21 GMT

Hi there!
A lot of you already know me from Burningman- we camped with you and brought the infamous ‘Peepshow Minigolf’. Others know me from our monthly event in San Francisco- ‘Kinky Salon’.
We are planning a Valentines event at the Porn Palace on February 10th and are looking for folks who might want to participate. Its going to be a really crazy costumed freakfest and we’re wanting to take it over the edge into OTT ‘Spectacle’… The theme is ‘Sweethearts’- we are transforming the PP into a fairytale castle and everyone will come dressed in ‘Candy’ inspired outfits.
We need stiltwalkers, trapeze artists, contortionists etc etc etc. You know the score. Those of you who have been to Kinky Salon will know- it’s going to be fun, fun, fun. We want an hour of ambient performance from 11-12, so we’re contacting all our ‘circus’ friends and seeing what we can come up with!
We’re doing the event with Opel (Opulent Temple from Burningman) and so the music will be awesome too.
If you’re interested or want to know more, then please shoot me an email at polly@superstaravatar.com

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Klown vs Clown

cynfulgurl — Thu, 21 Dec 2006 16:23:50 GMT

Hi and thanks in advance for your interest in this survey. As a member of the San Francisco Circus Center’s Clown Conservatory class of 2007 I am required to do a research project. In general, there is not much written on the history of circus, and the research projects are an attempt to begin to enlarge the library of information pertaining both to the past and present. I’m looking towards the future, and would like to begin to break ground to bring recognition and respect to alternative circus and clowning- aka “cirkus” and “clowning”. Feel free to answer the questions below with as much or as little information as you see fit. You do not have to answer all of them (but please give me at least one name). Be honest, tell me off, tell clowns off, tell klowns off, whatever you want. Please send a private message with your answers, and feel free to forward to any and all that might be interested and willing to participate. Thanks, Cynthia

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Name:

Performer/Character name:

Email address and/or phone number:

Can I contact you for further discussion of your anwers?

In the final presentation of my research, would you prefer to have your real name used, your performer name, or both or neither (remain anonymous).

Do you identify as a male or female or other? If other, please describe.

Do you define yourself as Klown or Clown or both?

In your opinion, what is the difference, if any?

What does Klown mean to you?

If you feel there a difference between circus and cirkus please share your definitions.

Do you perform?

Where?

How/what do you perform? (for example, walk-around, rehearsed stage act, improvised stage act, etc.)

If you have an act, please describe it.

If you have a character, please describe it.

Does your character identify as a male or female or other? If other, please describe.

Please describe your costume/s, if any.

Who is your audience?

Do you want to be accepted and respected as a circus professional or are you just playing?

Do you care if traditional and formally trained circus professionals don’t respect what you do?

What would you say to them?

What is your training, if any?

Have you done any research on the history of circus or clowning? Please describe.

Do you have any photos you would be willing to share? Please send to cynthia (at) jugglenyc (dot) com with the subject “Klown Photos” (even if you are a Clown).

Would you be willing to come to the San Francisco Circus Center on Tuesday January 2 in costume? You would not be required to perform an act, but if you wanted to that would be great. I will be choosing one person, provided that at least one of you is willing.

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Clown vs Klown Project Proposal

The purpose of this project will be to attempt to have the members of the subversive/alternative/underground clown/circus community define themselves, their style and their purpose, if any. "Klown", as I understand it, began as a movement of subversive clowning with a major theme of sex, sexuality- especially including sexual deviance. With the growing visibility of subcultures such as the Burning Man community, subversive/alternative/underground circus and clowning is gaining in popularity and with it we find term "klown" used more and more in areas unrelated to the sexual origins. Granted, the distinction is primarily made on the internet, based on the spelling of the word, however rather than detracting from the significance I believe this adds to it; the internet continues to have a major impact on our society which in turn is certainly creating changes in circus and clowning both in how they are approached and received.

The foundation of my research will be interviewing individuals who define themselves as and by "circus", regardless of whether or not they are actual circus performers or just freaks spinning fire at a warehouse party under a free-standing aerial rig. Based on the small amount of research I have done the subversive circus and the klown are mostly unexplored. Many in the subversive/alternative/underground circus movement don't understand the rich tradition behind the circus that you know and that I am learning about, but they are creating their own traditions and growing in numbers so quickly that it can't be ignored. In the Burning Man community alone the number of stiltwalkers, aerialists, and "clowns" has multiplied exponentially in the past three years since I first attended the event; there are no less than four "circuses" performing nightly, the stiltwalkers gathering went from 30 to nearly 100 in attendance, and this past year the numbers of people who considered themselves “in circus” were large enough to create a village, called appropriately enough The Red Nose District.

In part it irritates the hell out of me because I don't want them subverting or invalidating the tradition I am breaking my neck to be a part of, and at the same time it fascinates me because the "families" they are creating are as rich and tight as what I understand traditional circus families to be. And, admittedly, there is more than one alternative circus that I have longed to be a part of.

I could go on endlessly, but much of my though is circular at this point, which is one of the reasons I chose this subject. I want to begin to understand the relationships and the distinctions between the old and the new, the traditional and the alternative.

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PHOTOS ~ BOHEMIAN CARNIVAL ~ 16 DECEMBER 2006

pixievision — Tue, 19 Dec 2006 04:03:47 GMT

http://www.pixievisionproductions.com/gallery/bohemiancarnival121606

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does lightning strike twice?

terryg — Thu, 30 Nov 2006 23:19:30 GMT

it's been a few months, the BMORG has announced the new theme, and tickets are going to go on sale in a little while....

So...was the RND a fabulous one-time thing, or are there plans afoot to do it all over again?

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I love being a Clown!

LeLoup — Sat, 18 Nov 2006 00:41:55 GMT

Thaks for the great clown home to be a clown in!

Noses are red.
Bruises are blue.
Circus hurts.
And I love it it too!

:P

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Add Me, You Hippies!

IndigoMoonstar — Sun, 22 Oct 2006 01:30:19 GMT

Yes I finally joined our Tribe.
Little late, huh?

Oh well, I'm early for next year. Lol!

Add Me Up, You Carnie Freaks!!!

Love,
Indigo

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Saturday...Love Day..Gooferman Way!

Vegasetrip — Mon, 18 Sep 2006 23:28:17 GMT

Yep..here it is...come and fall face first into this lavish production of insanity. You won't be dissappointed. So Says Vegas!
P.S...BreakBeatBuddha will not be performing.

Fair hominids -

GOOFERMAN and Vau de Vire Society are now hosting a monthly circus
orgy at DNA Lounge: Behold the Bohemian Carnival!

Come-n-join the raucous ruckus of this sexy insanity's premiere,
Saturday, September 23, or forever endure the agonizing hole in your
soul that it will otherwise fill.

Yesyes, and don't miss the Bohemian Carnival float that same
afternoon in the LoveFest parade. Get batty with us there, then make
your way to DNA for the kind of climax that gives porn stars
something to live and die for: Top-notch indie circus, live music,
and DJs non-stop from start to finish...and you'll be right in the
meaty thick of it all!

The show flyer: http://www.bohemiancarnival.net

The lineup:

GOOFERMAN
Vau de Vire Society
BreakBeatBuddha
Xeno
Brass Mafia
!One Man Banjo!
Angelo Moore (of Fishbone) w/Jila
Jila
Vatra
The Fire Arts Collective
The Klown Kollective
Shrine (Lucent Dossier)
And more TBA!

BOHEMIAN CARNIVAL
Saturday, September 23, 2006, 8pm-late
DNA Lounge - http://www.dnalounge.com
375 11th St., San Francisco
$15, 21+

BOHEMIAN CARNIVAL float at LoveFest
Saturday, September 23, 2006, noon-8pm
Downtown SF, Civic Center Plaza
(Circus Metropolus is also entertaining the LoveFest VIP Party from
4-8pm in the City Hall Rotunda, featuring GOOFERMAN, VdV, and friends)

Check out previous Circus Metropolus event photos here:
http://www.circusmetropolus.com

Produced by Circus Metropolus, VdV and Bi-Polar Productions in
Cahoots with DNA Lounge and Stella Artois.

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Stilt walker pictures

mercylove — Fri, 15 Sep 2006 17:53:37 GMT

I have some wonderful pictures of the stilt walkers... Thursday afternoon on the playa. Is this the right place to post them.

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Jazz is a celebrity

leerod — Fri, 15 Sep 2006 14:57:55 GMT

So surfing throught the sfgate slideshow who do I see on the slideshow, Jazz doing his glassblowing.
If you were at the event before everyone else building the big top and the fun stuff there you definately know who Jazz is.

Way to go little buddy.

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/object/burningman3?o=27&f=/chronicle/archive/2006/08/30/MNburningmangallery01.DTL

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Lux contact?

terryg — Fri, 15 Sep 2006 20:27:49 GMT

So there was a guy (Lux) in the tent on Wednesday doing balancing with some of the performers, and then he took photographs during the evening performance.

Anyone have contact info for him? I'd love to see his shots

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Lori I need your email for paypal

leerod — Fri, 15 Sep 2006 14:59:24 GMT

I want to end you money for the picture you took. Can you post it or PM me.

Thanks.

Lee

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Photo CD?

panini — Sat, 09 Sep 2006 01:19:38 GMT

Someone (Larry?) was doing a photo cd... is it too late to get in on that?
If not please add me to list and give me address to send money to...

Thanks,

Panini

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for the irish boys

lilybuhfly — Mon, 11 Sep 2006 19:29:13 GMT

this was set up for our wonderful neighbors by one of my camp mates, Rob. There are enough of us that it shouldnt take much for us to reach our goal (this is on top of the money im already donating), so please help these guys out!

https://www.fundable.org/groupactions/groupaction.2006-09-10.red_nose_relief/groupaction_view

(see topic 'please be aware' if you dont know the situation)

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Please be aware...

cream99 — Fri, 08 Sep 2006 17:41:58 GMT

Please be aware that some of our Irish lads are in need of help:

Dr. Nome wrote
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hi Everyone,

Im sorry to be the bearer of a bit of bad news.

Billy, Johnny and Indi had a rather bad accident in Fairfield towing back my big enclosed trailer. The truck went off the road, down an embankment, and rolled onto the passenger side, where Billy and Indi were sitting. They instinctively reached up for the grab handles, nicely positioning their elbows at the windows when the side of the truck hit the dirt, and blew the windows out, and mashed their elbows into gravel and shattering glass as the momentum of the 12,000 lb trailer pushed them along.

Both were treated for some rather bad cuts, missing skin and so forth and were released from the hospital in Vacaville on Tuesday. They are back home now and are doing very well as of today, albeit nursing stiched and bandaged arms in slings. Considering what happened, I think we lucked out that injuries were relatively minor. The trailer pushed them many feet when the rolled. They could have easily hit something solid but they fortunately they just skidded across open ground and did not impact anything.

Needless to say, Billy's diesel truck has major damage. My big Haulmark enclosed trailer is somewhat damaged and is not movable. Both have been towed to a storage yard. Billy's expensive diesel tanks and tools spilled out during the wreck and some jerks stole everything while he was in the hospital. Apparently, Billy's insurance policy is not so good, and does not cover all that stuff. Maybe we could do a fundraiser or take up a collection to try to make up some of the loss he experienced while he was in service for us all. Ideas on that are welcome.

Regards,

Dr. Nome

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RND 2006 trip report

panini — Wed, 06 Sep 2006 05:31:12 GMT

Hello fellow Red Nosers!

I'm back home from the playa now, but the buzz is still very strong!
This was definitely a year of superlatives.

First of all, I would like to profusely thank the two people who
conceived and
designed the original idea of RND (the fucking *5-star hotel* of playa
camps!), and without whom none of it would have been possible: Dr. Nome
and Brother Chuck. The over-the-top luxury and convenience surely must
have set a new standard for bman. The more I looked at the details of
the camp, the more I was struck by the sheer brilliance of the design.

Also special thanks to the lovely Vix, kitchen goddess, and her crew
for the
*fabulous* gourmet dinners. I mean, _filet mignon_ and red wine on the
playa? That's insane! I've never eaten this well at any prior bman.

When I heard that TOTEM was combining with several circus-related
camps, I was
excited and looked forward to getting an inside look behind-the-scenes
of running a circus and meeting the performers. I was certainly not
disappointed. I have a great deal of admiration for performers of this
type, and watching you all rehearse and perform was a special treat
for me.
I have to say the Cirque show kicked so much (clown) ass it wasn't even
funny -- easily the best show on the playa. From the fire
eating/spinning,
the silk aerials, trapeze, hula, dancing, stiltwalking, choreography and
music -- it was all way spectacular! I even got to participate in a small
way myself friday night by dressing up in a clown costume on stilts and
working the crowd and interacting with the people waiting in line and
walking the Esplanade. This was *so* much fun and definitely one of the
highlights for me. Some of them even thanked me later for "clowning
around" with them, hehe.

But probably my best experiences were just meeting and hanging out
with you
all personally and getting to know you a little and about each of your
unique talents. There were so many of you that it took a while to learn
your names (and I'm sure some of you must have been annoyed at having to
repeat your names to me multiple times). If I ever run away from home
to join the circus, *this* is the kind of circus I would want to join.

Random other camp highlights for me:

Flower & Venus Flytrap art cars - the two best art cars on the playa!
The only regret is they didn't take passengers :(
I had one idea here: build a mechanical EL-wired "fly", about
2' or 3' in length, maybe buzzing around the Flower, and have
the Flytrap snatch it and imprison it within its mouth.

Critical Stilts + Stiltbar Pub Crawl
This was a *blast*! Thanks Jesster, Enheightened Beings,
and/or whoever else was involved in organizing this!
I really would like to do more stiltwalking. Are there other
stilt events year around? What group can I join to find out
about these? Also, I talked to someone about making me a pair
of the wooden stilts (name I think starting with "K"... maybe
"Kaplan"?). Could you please contact me if you make another
run of these?

Peepshow Minigolf
This was sexy and fun and pleasant, even though I got a really
sore ass from it! That was hilarious how you taped two putters
together so that the Tree could play too!

BTW, this was my 10th anniversary burningman, and you all made it a
special one for me. Thanks again, and hope to see many of you again at
the Decompression and/or future events!

Love,

Panini
Massage, Didj/Flute/Theremin, Body Painting, and now, Clown & Stiltwalker

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anyone see my knifey?

lilybuhfly — Thu, 07 Sep 2006 19:53:23 GMT

hey all---
i know its almost indefinitely sacrificed to the all-powerful burning man gods now...and probably hanging out in the land of left socks...but during the big white-out i was helping everyone tie shit down and cut things up and i lent someone my silver pocket knife. normally i wouldnt care, but it was one of the few things i brought back from new zealand with me, and it was pretty special to me. if anyone saw it or has it, please let me know! its silver...about 5-6 inches long(folded) and has a little hunk-a black rubber in the handly part (obviously i know a TON about knife terminology)

and yes...i know...the search is hopeless...but a girl can dream!

miss you all already

*Lily

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Need a ride Out of Burning man East

ChefGeoff — Fri, 25 Aug 2006 16:26:40 GMT

Hello Burners! My name is Geoff I am a traveling street performer you can check out my space to get a better feel for me@ http://www.myspace.com/8961533 . But to make a long story short I was in a Veggie Bus accident, I packed everything I owned in this and it is all destroyed, the bus flipped 2 1/2 time 45 min out of Vegas, my friend broke her back and I was stranded for a week, I had to cancel my tour. I don’t want to give up, so I decided to go to burning man for the first time, after the burn I wish to head east as far as I can the closer to Wisconsin the better, I will be attending burning man from Wednesday-whenever you want to leave, I have gas money and jokes for the ride home, if anyone can help this stranded clown and his bicycle, (which is optional) please contact Geoff Marsh at 415 624 4784 or jugglinggeoff@gmail.com

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last min. driver looking for peeps to share gas for ride up

evictor — Fri, 25 Aug 2006 08:17:25 GMT

Hey HEY

So im plannin on headin up Sunday night, got some room for a couple riders, need help with gas in a bad way, damm big motor home, but im going to take it out anyways, so thats that. Not to much room for stuff, so stuff it light, let me know...peace!

Just'in Time
BRC's Local Action Hero
digitalvic@hotmail.com

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how about playa rumors

cream99 — Fri, 25 Aug 2006 00:30:07 GMT

hearing rumors of an all-out ASSUALT by the Santas on the old Red Nose D, probably on Wednesday (into Thurs?). Yes, clowns are scarey, but Santa can be a serious bitch when tanked up!!! I won't be there by Wednesday to defend, but here are a few pointers I have picked up in past experience "monitoring Santas" (thats an old one, ya know)...
-- Santa can be neutralized by short busty women dressed like Elves
-- Santa can be soothed by Jagermeister or some other fukkin nasty Northern European drink, preferably green and better yet, the real Green Fairey!!
-- Do not give Santa milk and cookies unless there is something in them, and do not rub his belly with doeful eyes unless your are really really fast.
This is all l can say at this moment/juncture/intersecttt/blahbleh

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need a ride, need a passenger?

hollywater — Tue, 22 Aug 2006 02:07:46 GMT

So, I'm leaving Tuesday night after work and have room in my car for one and their stuff and will be coming back Monday night. I am one with my stuff so if you have room.... it can go vica versa and I can come home with a klown :)
See you soooooon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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we are taking over!

lilybuhfly — Mon, 21 Aug 2006 23:22:59 GMT

http://www.thebostonchannel.com/video/9700286/detail.html

ok guys, i know we could all use more money for our performances/art/debauchery...but was this really necessary?

i love you all!

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Playa Gear Van Pool Offer for Red Nose District Circus Freaks!!! ;p

transkryptome — Mon, 21 Aug 2006 21:23:26 GMT

Looking to rock the playa in style and having transportation issues for your goodies? Well, we are driving a van from the city up to Diva Boot Camp, right next door on the Esplanade, so if any of you guys are willing to help out on the rental with a little cash, we can help haul your stuff there and back. Prices negotiable depending on how many people are down and how much gear needs transport, but these will likely range from $50 to $100 per person. Please drop me a line ASAP if interested. Logistical details to follow later this week!

Luv-n-Light...

Carlos

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A gift to Red Nose District: a trapeze to play on...

HarveyNormal — Sun, 20 Aug 2006 20:08:36 GMT

In the circus world, thats similar to saying "Free Beer" (or equivalent)
Just arrived from ADF in Boulder, and excited about BM
Want to do aerial all day at BM, and be with other aerialists...
Have a spare trapeze (new, 2.5m long, 57cm bar - kinda wide, but can just fit a partner on too), from Berlin, unrigged up yet - its that new
Where can I put it? It'll be there for people to do their schtick on...
Camping with the CI crew, so will at least move between Red Nose and CI - I'm a BM virgin, so I dont really know the terminology or where things are...
So yeah, any advice would be great...if anyone wants to help me put it up or help orientate me in Red Nose, I would love an orientation buddy!
No cell phone number yet, but will get one soon

Thank you persons!
Eric, currently in SF for BM

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need dancers for performance

lilybuhfly — Thu, 17 Aug 2006 12:51:15 GMT

i know this is a bit late in coming, as many of you have already left for the playa, but im lookin' to recruit some dancers for a performance later in the week on some stage in rnd. it is not extremely technical (no need for jumps, flips, or pirouettes) but i need people who are very comfortable with free-flowing, yes very controlled body movement...and extreme enthusiasm! which im sure all of you have:) if you want me to explain the dance more, please pm me, but im looking for about 10-20 people, even men and women, willing to dress up like high-class corpses(men in tattered tuxes and tophats, women in corsetts and worn dresses...all with 'doll-like dead' makeup), who can dance like the dead! its going to be very energetic and have lots of movement...and id like to get together for practice at least once a day until the performance...the date and time of which im not quite sure yet.

so if you want to come join the fun, let me know! also, if you have any costume-type things you could contribute to something like this, it would be much appreciated!!

namaste
lily

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aerial play at burning man

Ariel — Thu, 17 Aug 2006 08:42:57 GMT

Hi, I'm a newish aerialist (8 months in training) and burner virgin. I'm bringing my fabric down and want to connect with other aerialists, play, share tricks, etc... Where do I go? Whom do I seek? Any tips I should know about fabric, rigging, etc. down at burning man? I do not have my own rig. Does your camp have rigs for the public or do you know of other hot spots? Thanks!

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what are you bringing to the camp?

atom — Thu, 03 Aug 2006 16:36:47 GMT

Hey what are you all brining to the camp besides your wonderful selves and talents? I got a tricycle and some stilts for people to hurt themselves on. Well that and some other stuff that will make the healing process of hurting yourselves that much better.

I got lots of alcohol to bring to the bar. I also have lots of LED xmas lights to light up an area so we have no clowns going down. I have more but can't think of it off the top of my head cause I am working :P

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Allow me to Introduce Myself: Vixen Vortex, at your Service!

roseythorns — Sun, 13 Aug 2006 02:00:59 GMT

Hello, everyone! This year my good friends, Scott and Polly are inviting people to build and host their very own peep-show minigolf holes. Mine is called Vixen Vortex's Hypno-Hole, and features a 6' hypnotic spinning disk, flanked by two sexy stripper/SM bunnies with whips. If you can stare at the disk while playing the hole and not be hypnotized, then you are made of stronger stuff than most, lol.

If you still have the room, I would love to join your camp and help create the most amazing/inviting mood ever. I love to cook and will be bringing some gourmet goodies to share with people. If you are looking for help in the kitchen, I'd be delighted to pitch in.

Send me a shout out! Introduce yourself, please. Nice to meet 'cha. Oh, yeah, and you can just call me Leslie.

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My Black 89 Ford Probe GT was stolen in W. Berkeley last night

QueenTangerine — Sat, 12 Aug 2006 21:40:46 GMT

Sadly, my 89 Ford Probe GT was stolen from right in front of my house in West Berkeley sometime last night (Friday) between midnight and 7:30am. As it's a pretty distinctive car, I thought it was worthwhile to send out a couple of pictures in case anyone sees it. The license plate is 4JMX-985 and it has a gray interior (when it was taken, it had a dark green towel and some dog leashes in the back seat). I'm really hoping someone took it out for a joyride and it will end up being found abandoned somewhere.

Pictures:
http://pmo.berkeley.edu/images/89FordProbeGT1.jpg
http://pmo.berkeley.edu/images/89FordProbeGT2.jpg

Thanks for keeping your eye out for it and please send me a message via tribe if you see it--thanks!
Allison

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Time's running out: Join the Red Nose District Burning Man supercamp today!

boenobo — Thu, 03 Aug 2006 21:22:52 GMT

Indeedo, my pretties - Aug 18th is the sign-up deadline, and 200's the capacity (which we're rapidly creeping up on).

Check out the Red Nose District site -- http://www.rednosedistrict.org -- for signing up / dues paying, camp plans, the daily-updated schedule of events, and all the other stuff you'd expect to find.

Camp dues are $100 per person. If you choose to join and you’re not sure which subcamp to join under, lemme know and I’ll direct you. If you choose not to join, you can still be included for performance consideration for one of our 4 stages (schedule permitting); hit me up if you're interested.

Our trucks/trailers from LA and San Francisco are only transporting infrastructure stuff due to the massive nature of this beast - so all campers are responsible for getting themselves and their personal belongings, including drinking water, to and from Burning Man.

Let me know if you have any questions about it all - talk (at) boenobo (dot) com, or call me.

Some salient RND features:

- We've got 300' of Esplanade frontage between 7:00-7:30 (mainly public space) with a whole second block behind us for camping only.
- We've got our own showers (with pressurized hot water) and portapotties
- Indoor and outdoor performance spaces, complete with full sound, lighting, and aerial support
- We've got the Cirque Berzerk big top; the French Quarter cafe/chill tent; the Vau de Vire Playground (with Michael Christian's Hypha structure from last year as its centerpiece); Kasia Wojnarski's Burning Tree sculpture; the Do Lab's Flower (roving giant flower from last year) and Flytrap (new this year); Prof. Violet and Polly's Peepshow Minigolf complex; the EnHightened Being's High Chair Stilt Bar; and the public/private Nome, a roughly 60'x60' kitchen/lounge/green room/costumery tent; and the Gooferville Midway with games, a dome-enclosed trampoline, and other sideshow amenities.
- We've got some of the finest souls on the planet involved with the camp
- RND's fully participatory - meaning, everyone camping is contributing through performances and taking on camp jobs

Some background:
On the way home from last year's Burning Man, it occurred to me that it'd be cool to bring some of the disparate circus camps and talent together for 2006. i talked with my pal Jesster (she runs the EnHightened Beings of Leisure stilter camp) about it and thus did the ball begin to roll.

Jess knew of a couple gents (Dr. Nome from EBOL and Chuck of Arabia from TOTEM) who were interested in going big this time around as well, and managing the infrastructure buildout for what has become the Red Nose District circus camp. So in January, we got together with'm, Sue, Kevin and Dru from Cirque Berzerk (they had the big top at 2:00 last year), Joe the Builder, and Kiki and Jade for a marathon planning weekend, and the Red Nose District was hatched.

Since then, we've been joined by Vau de Vire, Xeno, the Now camp, and a bunch of other yahooze. And we've been building, fundraising, coordinating, etc., ever since as well.

And thus, with an exquisite, sweeping gesture, we will shortly be inviting all of Black Rock City to honk THIS!

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sing up for food?

atom — Thu, 03 Aug 2006 16:34:05 GMT

Where do I get info for signing up for food? I would like to eat my own meals but standing in line to have someone serve me food reminds me of being a kid in elementary school again and since my mindset will be that of a kid in elementary school out there I think this fits me best. Someone post a link damn it :P

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great show last night

banjolismo — Sat, 29 Jul 2006 22:06:37 GMT

I would love to play on a bill with you all some time.
www.1manbanjo.com

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Photos from Red Nose District Benefit

boenobo — Tue, 01 Aug 2006 18:20:13 GMT

these just passed along by Shar:

http://www.SharleneS.com/rednose

more to come!

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where da kitchen clowns

virg — Thu, 20 Jul 2006 18:30:28 GMT

Hey fellow RND denizens,
Do we have a thread for those of us crazy enough, er interested in
being part of the kitchen. I'm just dumb enough, er interested in
helping out so what's up? I hear we are going to have a rad space to
work with so lets fill it up. Can't wait to see the happy faces of our
fellow clowns and freaks when we feed em on the Playa.
Naked Buffet anyone? hee hee...
Big Gay Virg

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Red Nose District fundraiser

nukepicnic — Tue, 18 Jul 2006 22:18:10 GMT

So here's the deal:

Cirque Berzerk, Gooferville, Xeno, Vau De Vire, The Enheightened Beings of Leisure, Totem and others have gotten their collective weirdo circus asses together fo form a village at Burning Man this year: The Red Nose District. filled with giant big tops, performance arenas, side shows, stilt bars, midway games, etc. etc. etc. Of course all this costs $$$$ which certainly doesn't come pouring in from a gift economy (hey, we like blinky toys as much as the next guys but they sure don't pay the bills). So here it is: The Red Nose District Fundraiser! come help us create this amazing village and see a great show:

Fri 7.28 Red Nose District Funraiser @ DNA Lounge
375 11th St., SF
Hosted by Circus Metropolis, Vau De Vire Society, Breakbeatbuddha, Cirque Berzerk

DJs:
Breakbeatbuddha (Ovatone, SF)
Albert Joseph aka A.J.
Fkir
Nick the Neck
Gabe (didJital)

Live music:
Skin
Gooferman
March 4th Marching Band

Circus:
Vau De Vire Society
Cirque Berzerk
Xeno

$20, 21+ www.rednosedistrict.org

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zomg

atom — Wed, 05 Jul 2006 22:12:18 GMT

I can't wait for red nose. I want to help out and get out early to do so. However I need to make some money for the ticket and the camp cost.

Is there a way to hold a space for me in the goofervillian area? I mean I am coming and all but money is like my asshole, very very tight.

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Clown team activate!

Vegasetrip — Fri, 02 Jun 2006 00:03:09 GMT

Dearly beloved -

Let us rock, yea, let us shake our collective buttocks.

Opportunity #1:

Friday, June 2
Flaming Lotus Girls fundraiser
Corner of Custer and Rankin (near 3rd & Evans)
Flyer with full facts: http://www.flaminglotus.com/freak/
$10-20 donation
We're on at 11pm
And don't miss DJs BreakBeatBuddha at 2:30am and Laird, among a bevy
of wondrous others

Opportunity #2:

Saturday, June 3
Flambe Lounge
Pound SF
100 Cargo Way - Pier 96
9:00pm-6:00am
$10 HOPEfully inspired costume; $15 FEARlessly drab street clothes
We're on inside at 3:30am

If you're there earlier, stop by the Red Nose District info tent to
get the skinny on our Burning Man circus village of the same name:
We're recruiting performers.

The scoop:
http://www.burningman.com/blackrockcity_yearround/special_events/flambe_lounge/flambe2006.html

Lastly, SAVE THE DATE:

FRIDAY, JULY 28, 2006
THE RED NOSE DISTRICT BENEFIT CIRCUS
DNA LOUNGE
Featuring GOOFERMAN, Skin, BreakBeatBuddha, Vau de Vire Society,
Cirque Berzerk, Xeno, EnHightened Beings, and many more!

Yup -

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PHOTOS ~ PRELUDE DU XINGOLATI ~ SAN FRAN ~ 27 MAY 2006

pixievision — Fri, 02 Jun 2006 18:19:06 GMT

http://www.pixievisionproductions.com/gallery/xingolati2

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PHOTOS ~ CIRQUE BERZERK'S 'WANDERINGS'

pixievision — Sun, 21 May 2006 19:43:14 GMT

http://www.pixievisionproductions.com/gallery/wanderings

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Goofball Photos 4.01.06 Xenodrome

Photo-Matt — Tue, 04 Apr 2006 19:22:27 GMT

Link to a site images from the Goofball....

http://www.pbase.com/photo_matt/matthew_muirhead

Click on the Xenodrome gallery and explore.... Enlarge image by clicking the thumbnails

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PHOTOS ~ GOOFBALL PARTY ~ SAN FRAN ~ 4/1

pixievision — Tue, 04 Apr 2006 00:42:36 GMT

http://www.pixievisionproductions.com/gallery/goofball

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lose your clothes and dance your ass off for a good cause

Big-Dolla — Wed, 22 Feb 2006 02:37:23 GMT

Lose your clothes and dance your ass off at the Icebreakers Ball

Here is a super opportunity to do something good, burn up the dance floor and party with some warm-hearted folks like you.

On this Friday Feb 24 The Fringe and Sunset Promotions and Mighty present the Icebreakers Ball

But first.

Please, Please. Pretty Please with sprinkles on top.
Before you arrive for a spectacular night out, do 2 minutes of spring-cleaning in your closet and throw some clean new and used clothing in a bag. Ya know the stuff that does not fit and the stuff ya have but don’t need but someone else can. Bring that bag and give it to “the Fringe” volunteers as you come in the door. Your donations will be distributed to the victims of Hurricane Katrina and the St. Anthony’s Foundation of SF. Celebrating life and cherishing every moment in this crazy world is great but imagine if you lost everything you owned. It is up to us to participate in creating some positive change in peoples lives cause your government ain't.

After you shed your extra layers, prepare yourself for a spectacular night of entertainment. The Mighty will transform into a winter wonderland to paying homage to the season in order to usher it into a warmer season of change.

For your entertainment pleasure we hare proud to present

"The king of the funky breakbeats"
DJ ICEY (System Recordings, Zone Records, Essential Mix)

San Francisco’s premier live dance band
BLVD -live breaks trio (the Fringe, Blvdtrio.com)

Also performing are some of the best DJ’s in SF and on the playa

SCRATCH N SNIFF - ft. MOTION POTION & SJ LITTLEWOOD
MANCUB (Space Cowboys) Voted a top 10 DJ in SF for 2005
SYD GRYS (Opulent Temple) Voted a top DJ in SF in 2005
MYCHO COCOA (the Fringe, LighterKnights)
BIG DOLLA BILL (the Fringe)
VICTOR VEGA (the Fringe, LighterKnights)

Visual entertainment deluxe provided by
VAU DE VIRE SOCIETY (live circus performance art troop)
THE FRINGE HOTTIES (Live Go-Go dancing)
KAIA (the Fringe) –visual treats to go with the beats

WHEN: Friday, February 24th | Doors at 9 PM / 21+ w ID
WHERE: Mighty | 119 Utah Street, San Francisco CA
DRESS : White, silver or playa attire (yes you can wear white before Labor day) or come just as you are.

Artist Information:

DJ Icey: (System Recordings, Zone Records, Essential Mix, FL): Known as the “King of the Funky Breaks,” Orlando native, DJ Icey, began his spinning career with a residency at the now defunct club, the Edge. Thought to be one of the hardest working DJs in America, Icey’s nonstop touring ethic gave him plenty of time to pioneer funky breaks and launch his remix-producer career. He also made history by convincing the then unknown Chemical Brothers to play their first U.S. show on July 4th, 1993, at the Edge. Sometimes packed with breakdancers, B-boys, Ravers, Club Kids, Suburban and even Inner-city kids, the dance floor is always an eclectic group, brought together by Icey’s unique flavor of breaks.

BLVD: San Francisco’s leading force for live house and breakbeat music is on fire, touring constantly up and down the West Coast. Drummer Dylan McIntosh surrounds himself with an array of acoustic and electronic drums, merging beats and samples to lay down an unwavering rhythmic foundation. Electric guitarist Curtis Sloane adds tight melodic riffs and looping patterns, as well as triggering programmed samples. Bassist Tripp Bains glues the sound together with a deep low end and fluid, pounding attack. This is a band to not miss out on. www.blvdtrio.com

Scratch n Sniff: Bringing the 4-turntable DJ team aesthetic into the breakbeat arena, Scratch n Sniff features British producer SJ Littlewood’s (sleevin.com) beats and Motion Potion’s acapellas, political speeches, instrumental fragments and effected wah-scratches. An attempt to make modern dance-music accessible to fans of funk, hip hop and live music, Scratch n Sniff adds an energy and serendipity rarely seen in the house/breaks arena. The two will celebrate the release of SJ Littlewood and B.Smiley’s new single “Secrets” at this event. www.motionpotion.com

DJ Mancub (Space Cowboys): From out of the SF underground comes the merger of the worlds of breakbeat and mashup, DJ Mancub of the Space Cowboys; who has become a local legend for his ability to add rock and funk to electronic beats. Mancub recently placed #10 in SF on Nitevibe.com’s prestigious “dream team” poll. www.spacecowboys.org

DJ Syd Grys: Syd Gris, promoter / DJ / and psychologist, is the man behind many projects pushing dance music forward in San Francisco and beyond. He founded Opel Productions and the Opulent Temple (at Burning Man) to combine his love of the SF underground vibe and the desire to reach people beyond that underground with a message of social justice, awareness, and a diverse range of kick ass DJ's. As such, he has hosted luminaries like Tiesto, Lee Coombs, Paul Oakenfold, Hybrid, Sandra Collins, Tipper, and many others. Playing a combination of mainly progressive and breaks, his sets are meant to capture and create an emotional moment to fit the occasion. So whether it's opening up for Hybrid or Oakenfold at Burning Man, or sharing a Love Parade float with Hyper and Evil 9, his passion for the scene he's helped foster and the music always translates right to the dance floor.

Mycho Cocoa (the Fringe/Lighter Knights): In his relatively short time as a DJ, Mycho Cocoa has already garnered a superb reputation as a top beat slinger in styles as diverse as Arabic breaks, and soulful house. He is a member of the Fringe Collective and the Lighter Knights. www.lighterknights.com

Victor Vega (the Fringe/Lighter Knights): Like the rest of the Fringe DJ’s Victor’s tastes run the gamut, but the NYC native is best known for his sexy smooth mix of Latin house and breakbeats. www.lighterknights.com

Big Dolla Bill a.k.a. Billete (the Fringe): a scholar of old-school hip-hop and archivist of fresh freakinstein creations from the world of mash-ups,. BDB plays a bumping mix of old and new beats infused with funk, rock, pop and hip-hop. His twisted sense of dance music is freakishly fun. www.fringecamp.com

Vau de Vire Society: The Vau de Vire Society was spawned from the depths of San Francisco’s thriving Dance and Circus sub-cultures. With Performers ranging from former Cirque du Soleil Aerial Acrobats to the most enticing go-go dancers, Vau de Vire is a Live, choreographed explosion of all that is beautifully talented. The group will be invading the venue and riling up the environs during the show. www.vaudeviresociety.com/about...x.html

Kaia (the Fringe): Beginning with homegrown imagery, Kaia has evolved her visual palette with STS9, Anon Salon, Moontribe, Traveling Corn, and other independent productions.

The Fringe: Proceeds from this event go to support “The Fringe” : an arts collective that supports bringing live and evolutionary entertainment to Burning man 2006 and beyond. For more info contact us at www.Fringecamp.com or talk with us at http://thefringe.tribe.net

GENERAL INFO: www.sunsetpromotions.net | info@sunsetpromotions.net

PRESS INFO: Infectious Publicity | Sara Cohen
323.969.0401 X 205/sara@infectiouspublicity.com
TICKETS: $15 adv. at www.sunsettickets.com / www.mighty119.com / 415.256.8499/1.866.468.3399

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Village name change and fact update

boenobo — Wed, 18 Jan 2006 07:15:27 GMT

As a result of this past weekend's worth of 17-hour deliberation and the kind of clarity that only indulgent first- and second-hand THC ingestion can muster, the tentative village moniker METROPOLUS has been changed. The new name is Red Nose District.

I also adjusted and expanded the listing of facilities, resources and other chit in the tribe's front page description.

This is shaping up to be the mother of all villages.

More details to follow soon.