The night of the burn is kind of anticlimactic, for your hardcore "participant."
It's kind of like a prom - all the frat boys are there, folks come to watch you have your special event, and all the real fun was the stuff leading up to it. Couple that with hordes of people storming the playa for just this night, kicking up dust and demanding "show us your tits!" and you'd better have a strong sense of humor and of patience.
Fandango had enough of both to spare, and we had a lovely evening.