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Tonight, tonight, tonight - 1996 This is it. This is the night. This is the night one wishes they could clone themselves. Why? Because there is simply WAY too much going on! It's damn-near impossible trying to catch every single cool event that's happening this evening. Bands, performance art, impromtu theatre, film screenings, pyrotechnics, the Techno Ghetto, the opera at the Fire LingamÖyou need at least a few of you running around the playa, in order to catch it all! Why does it all have to happen at the same time? I'll tell you why. Because everyone who's been out here before knows that tonightÖand NOT Burn NightÖis where it's at. Tonight is when this town goes ballistic. For NewbiesÖBurning Man first-timersÖtomorrow night is THEIR night. Burn Night is the whole reason they're out here in the first place. But for those of us who have been out here before, tonight is OURS. After all, we've all seen the Man burn already. Last year. And year before that. And the year before that. And for some, the year even before that. And while watching a 40-foot tall effigy still has its epic moments, there seems to have developed a jaded, "been there, burned that" attitude amongst this die-hard, cynical crowd. They're not out here to see the Man burn. They're out here to see things that they've never seen before. That's what tonight is for. In fact, I know several people who are leaving tomorrow, having felt that they've seen all that they need to see. Hell, at least they'll avoid the hellish Labor Day traffic. Yes, tonight's the night when Black Rock City turns into the one huge massive party that it's become known for. No one has to get up early tomorrow morning to drive back to civilization. There's no need for moderation this evening. Tonight's the sort of night when strange things are most likely to happenÖand often do. Of course, this is often helped along in part by the liberal use of psychoactive substances. In order to help you navigate through the wide assortment of choices available, check out this issue's drug guide, which should help you choose exactly which substance is right for you to abuse. Also, in keeping with the hedonistic, decadent theme of this particular issue, don't miss out on Bitter love, our new sex advice column from Dan Bitter. Sex and drugs. What more could you want? Oh sure, and rock-and-roll. Well, we've got that too, but it's not what you think. For a take on rock music like you've never heard it before, don't miss the world's only inflatable band, Idiot Flesh. For a review, turn to page 6. We hope you
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