10-01-2012, 04:44 PM
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This was a major EDM event, the first put on by Insomniac in the Bay Area. Three stages, ferris wheel, art installations - all with an Wonderland theme. Dm was on site for 11 hours w/a psych krew of nooBs, including a kung fu bro that he shanghaied into coming. D"m worked his ass off. Fortunately, the sound systems were dropping enough pelvic bombs to keep him bumpin until 2AM+. You'd probably call it a 'rave', but that's so 80s. rave: EDM; shell shock: PTSD. EDM is the spine of pop music nowadays: Rihanna, Black Eyed Peas, Nicki Minaj, they are all building their pop tunes around EDM.
Beyond Wonderland had 22K sold when the gates opened (same time the A's game let out, btw). They said they would cap it at 25K, which they might have got as SF often does well with walk-up sales. Fashion at EDM events is a lot of scantily clad women, a lot of costume, but only a few dudes. Mostly the dudes wear shabby t's, hoodies and jeans. But the wimmen, it's a lot of lingerie, fuzzy boots, day-glo and glitter body paint and uber-long fake eyelashes. It was fun. Just wait 'til ya see the pix (coming to fb soon), might be able to beat the vegas showgirl pic. Most pix didn't come out because all the lasers, bass vibrations and strobes were giving dm's little digi-cam a grand mal seizure.
Notable moments:
Dm was teaching a new vol how to clean puke buckets but the portapotty was ocupado, so the bucket was set on the ground for a moment. A long-time RM vol who is...quirky...started to kick the bucket towards the potty. Dm said 'stop that. that's not a soccer ball.' With the next kick, he spills all over his boot, barely a drop on the ground. Dm almost passes out from laughing so hard. Best 'told ya' moment of the night and would have been the best moment of the night had it not been for the cheshire cats. more on the MEOW to come later.
Dm got to talkdown three powerlifters on 25C, a new designer drub that just emerged this year, akin to LSD. Fascinating discussion, very educational. The patient had just had his 1st DMT experience a few days earlier and was processing that more than the 25C.
Dm jedi-ed a jumpy IPR into wanted to have himself physically restrained, mostly to give his KF bro a taste of restraint. The IPR agreed and the restraint went well until his cell kept ringing, which only he could hear because it had been removed, bagged and taped above his head (the sound from the nearby soundsystem was deafening). He had called his mom, and by the time Dm got him to tell him that, there was a string of texts from 'mom' that said 'call me back' 'what's going on?' 'call now dammit!' Rm called and let her know it was going to be ok. And it was. Got him down and returned to his friends. However, Dm's KF bro had taken off his jacket with his cell and flask tucked inside before doing the restraint. That went missing. He found it later, on a patient that had been released, who was standing just outside the RM tent, still trying to acclimatize to the scene before taking off.
Another nooB stuck with this lost lingerie lamb for hours, unable to get anything but name and a string of disconnected phone numbers. dm talked to the IPR and immediately secured the cell of the bf who was at the car waiting. It was a great display of how to use 'the force'.
dm scribbled 'vodor' in his notebook. No idea what that means.
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This was a major EDM event, the first put on by Insomniac in the Bay Area. Three stages, ferris wheel, art installations - all with an Wonderland theme. Dm was on site for 11 hours w/a psych krew of nooBs, including a kung fu bro that he shanghaied into coming. D"m worked his ass off. Fortunately, the sound systems were dropping enough pelvic bombs to keep him bumpin until 2AM+. You'd probably call it a 'rave', but that's so 80s. rave: EDM; shell shock: PTSD. EDM is the spine of pop music nowadays: Rihanna, Black Eyed Peas, Nicki Minaj, they are all building their pop tunes around EDM.
Beyond Wonderland had 22K sold when the gates opened (same time the A's game let out, btw). They said they would cap it at 25K, which they might have got as SF often does well with walk-up sales. Fashion at EDM events is a lot of scantily clad women, a lot of costume, but only a few dudes. Mostly the dudes wear shabby t's, hoodies and jeans. But the wimmen, it's a lot of lingerie, fuzzy boots, day-glo and glitter body paint and uber-long fake eyelashes. It was fun. Just wait 'til ya see the pix (coming to fb soon), might be able to beat the vegas showgirl pic. Most pix didn't come out because all the lasers, bass vibrations and strobes were giving dm's little digi-cam a grand mal seizure.
Notable moments:
Dm was teaching a new vol how to clean puke buckets but the portapotty was ocupado, so the bucket was set on the ground for a moment. A long-time RM vol who is...quirky...started to kick the bucket towards the potty. Dm said 'stop that. that's not a soccer ball.' With the next kick, he spills all over his boot, barely a drop on the ground. Dm almost passes out from laughing so hard. Best 'told ya' moment of the night and would have been the best moment of the night had it not been for the cheshire cats. more on the MEOW to come later.
Dm got to talkdown three powerlifters on 25C, a new designer drub that just emerged this year, akin to LSD. Fascinating discussion, very educational. The patient had just had his 1st DMT experience a few days earlier and was processing that more than the 25C.
Dm jedi-ed a jumpy IPR into wanted to have himself physically restrained, mostly to give his KF bro a taste of restraint. The IPR agreed and the restraint went well until his cell kept ringing, which only he could hear because it had been removed, bagged and taped above his head (the sound from the nearby soundsystem was deafening). He had called his mom, and by the time Dm got him to tell him that, there was a string of texts from 'mom' that said 'call me back' 'what's going on?' 'call now dammit!' Rm called and let her know it was going to be ok. And it was. Got him down and returned to his friends. However, Dm's KF bro had taken off his jacket with his cell and flask tucked inside before doing the restraint. That went missing. He found it later, on a patient that had been released, who was standing just outside the RM tent, still trying to acclimatize to the scene before taking off.
Another nooB stuck with this lost lingerie lamb for hours, unable to get anything but name and a string of disconnected phone numbers. dm talked to the IPR and immediately secured the cell of the bf who was at the car waiting. It was a great display of how to use 'the force'.
dm scribbled 'vodor' in his notebook. No idea what that means.
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