Why We Burn: Miss Sabado

(As the summer rolls on, we’re going to keep it going with great stories from your favorite East Coast Burners. Miss Sabado is one of those amazing DJs you see on playa then can’t find again for the rest of the week. Bi-coastal & a multi-talented entrepreneur, model, artist, actress, and all-around exceptional human being, Miss Sabado, talked with me about how Burning Man, being a woman in today’s society, creativity, inspiration and two coasts come together. Enjoy!)

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Interview by Terry Gotham

1. What’s your favorite Burning Man memory?
There are so many! But I think no burn compares to your first burn. My first burn was the year of Evolution, 2009. I had never seen anything like it. I felt like I was on another planet, experiencing things for the very first time, with wondrous, childlike curiosity. I remember the carbon garden, and sticking my whole head into the faces of the flowers; I remember laying under the Cubatron under the nighttime sky and laughing my ass off with total strangers and passing Kleen Kanteens around full of questionable cocktails. And that big slide! How dangerous but so fun! I remember climbing up those steep rickety stairs, potato sack in hand, thinking to myself that I could very well die on this thing. I only weigh 100 lbs, so I flew down that slide sooo fast I was practically airborne (laughs).  I remember the moment I first laid eyes on the rocket ship, and thinking to myself: is it really going to launch? I was so excited! It was utopia; festival earth. My favorite memory by far was dropping acid for the first time on Thursday night at the Twilight Spaghetti Theatre (right before twilight, of course), and walking out to the center of Esplanade, and I could hear every conversation from one end of the esplanade to the other, every bicycle bell ring, every footstep… everything. Art cars were floating off the ground, her purple sky majesty cloaking me with all her glory, dust in every crevice. Everything started to melt, and everything made sense. It was glorious.

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