Were baaaaaaack... - 1996
by Adrian Roberts
It may have
been a long time coming, but it‰s finally here. I‰d like to welcome you to the
second-ever issue of Piss Clear. As
you may or may not recall, last year‰s Burning Man festival saw the debut of
this publication, which started off as a sort of irreverent survival guide and
ended up mutating into, well, what you‰re now holding in your hands. Due to
last year‰s resounding success, Piss
Clear has returned to the playa. The masses have spoken, and clearly, Black
Rock City‰s reading public demands something more than the mere
paint-by-numbers propaganda spoon-fed by the playa‰s more mainstream
establishment press, such as the Black
It is for
this reason that I am proud to announce that starting with this issue, Piss Clear is going daily! You can wake
up each morning with the comfortable knowledge that a brand new Piss Clear awaits your perusal. Look for
it each and every day in the Piss Clear
newspaper box near the Central Camp bulletin board. And be on the lookout for
the Disgruntled Postal Workers, who will be distributing it daily.
look for me, the pink-and-blue-haired androgynous waifish freak. I‰ll be
pedalling around the playa on my fuzzy yellow 10-speed bicycle, handing out Piss Clear to unsuspecting Black Rock
denizens throughout the weekend. Share and enjoy!
And in case
you‰re still wondering why this publication is entitled Piss Clear, check out Greg Dilley‰s informative article on the
opposite page. They are words to live by, literally.
miss the first installment of Media Exposure, our new column from Lizard Man,
who, over the course of the weekend, will list essential books, films, and
albums that one should expose themselves to in order to more fully appreciate
the Black Rock Desert.
note, I feel I have some explaining to do. With the plethora of massive-scale
art installations going on, I must admit that I sometimes feel a bit
self-conscious about my participation here at Burning Man. I mean, sure I have
ideas. I‰ve got concepts. I would love to be able to put together a theme camp,
or erect a huge art thing in the middle of the playa, or dazzle the masses with
a fiery performance art piece.
face it. For me, personally, it‰s simply a hell of a lot easier to just bring
out to the playa six reams of paper and a PowerBook. I don‰t have to rent a
U-Haul to do this, or get handy with any power tools besides my computer mouse.
Sure, it‰s smaller in scale than some things out hereÖtake that tall wooden
figure over there, for instance. But you know what they say: good things come
in small packages.
I‰m rationalizing. But I don‰t care. Consider what you‰re holding in your hands
to be my little mini art installation, and let‰s just leave it at that. Enjoy!