Annoyances become rememberences
- sputnik
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Annoyances become rememberences
Early in the week two things happened that, at first, I found annoying, but then later realized I would remember for a long time.
The first was on Monday evening when somewhere behind our camp (7:30 and Esplanade) someone started playing a recording of vicious dogs barking really loud. It was mildly annoying to us, but probably really annoying to people nearby.
Monday or Tuesday morning I awoke to the sound of someone yelling "Chirp! Wake Up" into a bullhorn or speaker system. This went on for at least an hour. Annoying, yes. Fucking brilliant, yes! I will not forget either of these.
Maybe the same camp. I don't know.
Did you have a similar experience?
The first was on Monday evening when somewhere behind our camp (7:30 and Esplanade) someone started playing a recording of vicious dogs barking really loud. It was mildly annoying to us, but probably really annoying to people nearby.
Monday or Tuesday morning I awoke to the sound of someone yelling "Chirp! Wake Up" into a bullhorn or speaker system. This went on for at least an hour. Annoying, yes. Fucking brilliant, yes! I will not forget either of these.
Maybe the same camp. I don't know.
Did you have a similar experience?
Hey, I was right between the dogs and the chirps! The dog fights were courtesy DPW, and even though I arrived Tuesday morning I heard plenty about what had happened, from my camp mates who were there that night. The vicious dogs were quite disturbing to many people -- okay, this is Burning Man, they have a right to fuck with your head -- but the fact that it went on for so long in the middle of the night really started to rub people the wrong way. Someone got the rangers involved and I can say that after that, the DPW camp was very respectful of their neighbors (despite their signs).
"CHIIIIRRRP!" spawned around 8:00 and Venus. I was told that someone saw a bird, and after that the ritual for the entire week was for someone to yell out in the morning, and for others to respond in kind. As you say, it was pretty amusing when done sparingly.
"CHIIIIRRRP!" spawned around 8:00 and Venus. I was told that someone saw a bird, and after that the ritual for the entire week was for someone to yell out in the morning, and for others to respond in kind. As you say, it was pretty amusing when done sparingly.
A couple of years back, there was this guy who seemed to live about 100' feet away from me (I assume it was a guy, no woman could be this cruel) and he would play, on trumpet, an extremely raggedy and LOUD version of reveille every morning at sunrise. It pissed me off Monday. Tuesday, it was mildy irritating. By Saturday, I fucking loved it.
You kinda had to hear it. It wasn't intentionally bad; it was played with great gusto and lots of mistakes. It wasn't a recording, as it was different each time, I'm certain. I've missed it since.
You kinda had to hear it. It wasn't intentionally bad; it was played with great gusto and lots of mistakes. It wasn't a recording, as it was different each time, I'm certain. I've missed it since.
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thinkcooper
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Chirp!
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The fighting pitbulls
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Thanks Alpha!Alpha wrote:Hey, I was right between the dogs and the chirps! The dog fights were courtesy DPW, and even though I arrived Tuesday morning I heard plenty about what had happened, from my camp mates who were there that night. The vicious dogs were quite disturbing to many people -- okay, this is Burning Man, they have a right to fuck with your head -- but the fact that it went on for so long in the middle of the night really started to rub people the wrong way. Someone got the rangers involved and I can say that after that, the DPW camp was very respectful of their neighbors (despite their signs).
"CHIIIIRRRP!" spawned around 8:00 and Venus. I was told that someone saw a bird, and after that the ritual for the entire week was for someone to yell out in the morning, and for others to respond in kind. As you say, it was pretty amusing when done sparingly.
I was at 7:10 and Mercury and knew that the dogs were courtesy of DPW Ghetto, up at 7:30 and Earth I believe, near the portapotties.
But I didn't know where the Chirping was coming from.
Several nights I fell asleep to Deep End, and other music playing, and then woke up to Deep End STILL playing at 6am or so. It seemed those guys never stopped.
Annoying at first, but I'll take it over my drunk college student neighbors any day.
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We were camped at 3:45 and Venus, The fine folks behind us on Earth had some kind of Propane noise maker. Something like the old Buzz bombs from WWII.. Super loud.. Well, at midnight Sunday when the gates opened, they lit this off and the noise was so fucking loud . My campmate had just climbed into his sack and he thought a train was coming on through.. After a LONNNNG 90 secs. it shut down,, The operator then pulled out a megaphone and said... " If you don't like that... Then you don't like BURNINGMAN"..... I laughed my ass Off.......
I was Born OK the 1st Time....
Don't bring defaultia to Burning Man, take Burning Man to defaultia...... graidawg
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tremain_calm
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"chirp" is "Total Mess" Ms. Red was your
Hey sportsfans,
I know those folks, of whom you heard. The chirpaholic is my friend "total mess", and a young lady named Red, played her horn into the pages of National Geographic, as well as your ears. The DPW was treated to her playing revaly on her unicycle every morning at the work ranch that summer; a cosmic way to start the day.
As for me my mildly annoying modifyed (digital delayed) bullhorn (Obnoxicator) bable + slide whistle is my burning bread and butter.
Anybody got a copy/story/photo for T'remain Calm. Bullhorn Artist.
Thank you for being you...
T.C.
ps I think it was the machine gun car that was torched at the thunderdome last year.
I know those folks, of whom you heard. The chirpaholic is my friend "total mess", and a young lady named Red, played her horn into the pages of National Geographic, as well as your ears. The DPW was treated to her playing revaly on her unicycle every morning at the work ranch that summer; a cosmic way to start the day.
As for me my mildly annoying modifyed (digital delayed) bullhorn (Obnoxicator) bable + slide whistle is my burning bread and butter.
Anybody got a copy/story/photo for T'remain Calm. Bullhorn Artist.
Thank you for being you...
T.C.
ps I think it was the machine gun car that was torched at the thunderdome last year.
A few years ago, someone made a larger than life Sgt. Friday from Dragnet, and it played an endless loop of interrogations. "Where were you on the night of the 13th", "Just the facts, ma'am". Comedy if you're walking by, but I talked to someone camping nearby who said they would probably be hearing it in their head for a month!
I also remember an art car that made the submarine "Ping" noise, and a golf cart that played randomly garbled samples of a speak 'n spell. I especially liked that one, very abstract.
I also remember an art car that made the submarine "Ping" noise, and a golf cart that played randomly garbled samples of a speak 'n spell. I especially liked that one, very abstract.
ibdave wrote:We were camped at 3:45 and Venus, The fine folks behind us on Earth had some kind of Propane noise maker. Something like the old Buzz bombs from WWII.. Super loud.. Well, at midnight Sunday when the gates opened, they lit this off and the noise was so fucking loud . My campmate had just climbed into his sack and he thought a train was coming on through.. After a LONNNNG 90 secs. it shut down,, The operator then pulled out a megaphone and said... " If you don't like that... Then you don't like BURNINGMAN"..... I laughed my ass Off.......
LOL!!! I'm pretty certain I know exactly where this came from.
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Brings to mind 1996 for me, when the noise of a too-close unmuffled generator behind my tent, powering the 16mm projector at Porn Camp (sp?), thankfully muffled any audibles emanating from the circle o' jerks whacking off to vintage Swedish porn.
And whatever they left behind, Shirley, is an issue up with which I would not moop...
And whatever they left behind, Shirley, is an issue up with which I would not moop...
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"Let us say I suggest you may be human." -- Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam
In 01' I was with Costco Soulmate Trading Co. (under the alias fishspanker). My tent was next to an axial road the esplanande, across the "Y" of the popcorn/music place.
Anyways, that was a crazy year for bullhorns & truck-mounted flamethrowers, courtesy of one from which I clearly saw/FELT/heard my skeleton reflected reverse-shadow on the opposite wall of my tent.
Wha-foosh!
(sit up.. what the.... was that real... was it sound or was it heat or was it light....)
Wha-foosh!
(ah, it was them! i am here!)
Anyways, that was a crazy year for bullhorns & truck-mounted flamethrowers, courtesy of one from which I clearly saw/FELT/heard my skeleton reflected reverse-shadow on the opposite wall of my tent.
Wha-foosh!
(sit up.. what the.... was that real... was it sound or was it heat or was it light....)
Wha-foosh!
(ah, it was them! i am here!)
In 98 I think (99) maybe someone detonated an explosive device not far from our camp. It was in the morning and almost knocked us over as we were eating. The aftermath was pretty cool. A burn scar about 100' in diameter with fire coming out of the playa.
Within minutes it was caution taped off and deemed a crime scene.
If I remember right, by the end of the event the ATF was offering a $35,000 reward for the miscreants. We were leaving and one of the radio stations was still pitching the reward. I assume there were no takers.
Dont know which was cooler, the event or the blind eye turned to the keystone cops.
Within minutes it was caution taped off and deemed a crime scene.
If I remember right, by the end of the event the ATF was offering a $35,000 reward for the miscreants. We were leaving and one of the radio stations was still pitching the reward. I assume there were no takers.
Dont know which was cooler, the event or the blind eye turned to the keystone cops.