Only those who were up very late Saturday night (Sunday morning in fact) at Wasteland Weekend will find that familiar. That night, being the last night of the event, was the wildest, most insane, and most booze soaked. One last night to finish the alchol, eat the rest of your food, and witness the most insane spectacle you had ever seen.
When this footage was shot I was at the end of my endurance. I had only slept about five or six hours over the entire four day event. I as well didn't want to take any booze home with me or miss out on any fun. So like everyone else there I took out all the stops. I was exhausted and extremely drunk (even for me) when this was filmed. I only vaguely remember even filming it.
I wonder if Aesthetic Meat Front has ever been compared to a flag pole in a brisk wind. I'll let you decide.