Genital Portrait Studio: The Five Silliest Burning Man Camp Names
See also: Why I'll Never Go To Burning Man
Josh "CuriousJosh" Reiss
Burning Man 2012 kicks off on Monday, and unlike our intrepid colleague Nicholas, we are headed to the Playa and looking forward to it. In fact Jack Rabbit, the festival's official newsletter, has been hitting our inbox since February, informing the nearly 70,000 of us from around the world "heading home" to this temporary city in Nevada's Black Rock desert about ticketing, healthy and safety, proper laser protocol.
Theme camps are a fundamental component of Burning Man, as they provide flavor, fun and places to hang out when it's 111 degrees and you can't remember out where your RV is parked. Groups from around the world apply to erect camps, and guidelines require that such installations must be visually stimulating and include activities, events or services to the Burning Man community. (Including yoga, booze, drumming, meditation, coffee and, of course, music.) That's all well and good, but many of these camps have downright ridiculous names and themes: Here are the five silliest that we know about.
#5 FUCK CLUB-PLEASURE DOME
Josh "CuriousJosh" Reiss "Where Intense Intents In Tents at?"
Yes, it's listed in all caps like that. This Grass Valley, California-based camp invites guests to "swing our sex swings, crack our whips, shake that thing and move your hips at the FUCK CLUB- PLEASURE DOME." Consider us equal parts intrigued and scared.
#4 Intense Intents In Tents
This one is fun to say, and promises "a collection of intentional communities bringing the spirit of collective hospitality to the playa! We welcome you to join us in celebrating fertility and the universal ability to create abundant lives!" We don't actually know exactly what that means! Sounds great though!
#3 Street Life: Sesame Street Meets Hip Hop Music
Childhood icons meet your adult urban sensibilities at the New York-based hip-hop hybrid camp Street Life, which advises: "Yo, Sesame Street got wack! Oscar is drinkin some 40s, Big Bird is droppin the bass, and Grover's threads got so sick with it!" It's Elmo time indeed, bitches.