Gah. Got all busy all over again

Between DJing, giving haircuts and socializing around. It’s a hard S Life, I’m telling you!

I played songs with bad words in them on Monday. Will have to play some of them on Friday too. Meanwhile, I have to get with an idea for a hair dryer. I’ve been begging pestering Zero about maaaybe give me a version of his power generator for that project. Fuel could be an issue but Winksie might have a wicked plan. No, it does not involve his pet. At any rate, I should get to work. Maybe ask Nikh for doing some texture work for me, since he offered so nicely.

The Bog is Delicious.  And, by the way, there’s MOAR now. My plot is pretty much dead center of all bog landmass. Which is really cool.

Highlight of last night @ Gearz

-Can you tell me how to say in Dutch “I’d like two bags of pot and a hooker, please”?

I guess I’ll rest.. tomorrow ;)

Oh boy, what a week.

5 gigs in a week, 4 of them back to back. I almost booked two in the same day, but thankfully my client decided on Saturday instead of Friday. But all was good. Thursday I did St. John’s Eve for the Taloo Library, which was a lovely event, VERY well attended and very wildly danced. I ‘m looking forward for the next one over there. Also. Check Algiers, again.
Friday I did my standard Reactor show. We have started doing contests there, and we did a “Best in Green” this time. Couple of people showed up, it was silly as always and Thomus had sent a green UFO to stalk me around. Priceless.
Saturday I did a private event that went rather well, and before that I went to the Redzone concert over at The Junkyard. These guys are good and I hope to see them perform again. It was good although laggy, but in such events that is expected. At least this time I rezzed the copyable dance machine. Hehe. Later that night it was movie night, but w’out the usual voice suspects I got tired quickly and went to bed after it was done.
Sunday it’s Suffugium and before that it was making stuff on the Bog plat - I finally got me skulls and made me a necklace while Jole was working on his follower drone. Spent most of the time in the Bog really as it was constantly with people and stuff to do; like riding pink ponies and storming into other people’s houses. (I bet Psycho didn’t expect that..) No grail was found in the end, so we might have to do this all over again next week.

Today, another WMA. I have couple ideas for tonight, we’ll see.

What can one person cramp in 3 days. Or 4.

A bunch of things. Selling property, buying property, throwing in a couple of awesomely attended gigs, building a barber shop, cursing all available deities (demigods are applicable too) while doing so, surviving SLunday, being the tiny audio hero of the day, watching cheesy movies with just the right people for that. And that’s only part of the stuff that happened.

So, I sold La Musicienne. Truth to be told, I love Taloo, but I never wanted that size of plot - in Algiers I had held down only a 512. I will probably buy something of that size at some point, since I don’t think I can stay away from the moonshine for that long.

Speaking of moonshine, I’m sure hoping that Ex will stick with his decision to put down a distillery at the Bog. I need something alcoholic for the barber shop, for two reasons; 1. to “persuade” people that nothing will happen to them once they sit on the chair and 2. To sterilize things here and there a little bit.

So yeah, the Bog is delicious and I twisted my own arm over it. But I built my first actual “building” because of it and although it is a very minimal structure, I am rather happy I had to do it. I’ll need to make more props for it, there’s still some primmage left. Woo hoo!

On other news, WAM is tonight. I’m pondering the direction I’ll take this one now.

I would’ve written sooner..

..but I’ll have to indulge to a gigantic cliche and say that I was too busy living my SL to write about it

The first Whoop Ass Monday over at Gearz went very well, I played a good 30-40 mins past my allocated time since people were out and grooving with their sheep and Lovecraftian flowers (riding those is FUN). Playing in a small venue has its advantages, like being able to be in everyone’s chat range. Next Monday it ‘ll only be better.

Tuesday I played at the New Gomorrah social, and it was lovely and interesting as ever. There is a very good chunk of my playlist that is totally suitable for the place’s theme, and I’m totally abusing that fact. Earlier in the day, Jole took me to Sanctuary Rock because *gasp!* I had never been there. Wow. Packed old fashioned place. Do I have any open evenings still?

Today at 5pm slt I will be playing the last of my Rezzable shows. The theme will be Hell, and that should pretty much say it all.

Also, the Bog is delicious. Must. Not. Buy. Land. (chant ad nauseam)

Dia Goes To The Optician

Actually, none of that, but I did acquire a lovely pair of shades from Jole and I just had to title the blog entry as such *snerk*

Crazy ass weekend. Most of it spent either idling @ the Bog or playing my gigs. Which can pretty much be said for the majority of the week. The Rezzable gig on Saturday could have been attended better, but the hour was odd for most people that i know, so I’m hoping that the Hell show on Wednesday will be the best of all. As for the rest of Saturday.. let’s see. I got clubbed like a baby seal @ Fight Night, did a bit of Match Game panel, and made it to Movie night till I had to jump off for a RL engagement.

Sunday = Suffugium, as I like to write on my group notices. I started it rather gently with a bit of 70s hard rock and stuff, then quickly escalated to brutalities while an absurdly big crowd was summoned. Fciron asked for bagpipes, so I served him (and the rest of the assembly) a double dose of that while people grooved out with their extended necks out. Damn. Nights like this remind me why I love playing @ Suffugium. When it’s good, it’s Damn Awesome.

Tonight I’m starting at Gearz, so I have some playlist contemplation in my schedule. Hope to see some of you there tonight!

Tagdom,

from Elle :

Here are the rules:

1. write the title to your own memoir using six words.
2. post it on your blog.
3. link to the person that tagged you.
4. tag five more blogs.

Memoirs of a Certain Lady WhoopAss

Psst. Hotspur. Gryff. Eva. Edward. Christine? Your turn.

Gigful week.

With my Lady P. a bit under the weather - nothing more than a total lack of energy directly related to the humidity factor of this week’s weather; we can take the heat, thankyouverymuch - I haven’t updated about this week’s whereabouts, and there has been some.

First, I will start playing weekly at Fuzzball’s Club Gearz on Mondays. I’m looking forward to it, as Fuzz is an old friend, the club looks fab and well, it’s Steelhead
Second, I launched the series of Big Brass Balls that Miss Fogwoman Gray and Mr. Vivito Volare are initiating at the warehourse at Steam Sky City. The event was a total success and I encourage everyone to make it to these future events. The social dynamic duo will be inviting musical presenters from all over Caledon, so variety is ensured!
Third, I played the first of my three gigs at Rezzable. I really need to send a note to Gweneth not to advertise me as a goth-only DJ. The event went very well though, and I’ll be playing again on Saturday at 9am SLT. (coughhintcough)

Gomi might also have a place for me to go check out. Might as well do it, if it fits my schedule. Nothing like a fresh crowd!

Also, the bog is fabulous. Must. Not. Buy. Land.

Children of the bog and other adventures

So, the bog over at the wastes is born, and being the largest body of water that the region has seen made for all kinds of maritime shenanigans, such as the production of rafts, t00bs, pirogues and others. I’m still learning my way around the catwalks, and the lag is not helping much. Hope the fish won’t bite much with the HUD on. I talked myself out of buying land there, I do have too much land as it is and no need for more, unless I sell something which I really don’t think I’ll do any time soon.

Taloo was also moved successfully, and a party was thrown to celebrate the occasion. The grid was not exactly cooperating, but in the end everyone managed to log in and a good time was had by all while I spun two hours of flamenco - not too beaty, and perfect for a daytime shindig if you ask me. This week, Algiers should be down, when it’s all proper and stuff I’ll have to throw another. This time I’ll stay in sim’s theme, I think. We’ll see.

The Reactor gig is turning into being a rather agreeable one - the people are friendly and the sim owner is appreciating. It also rocks to be recognized outside of the rig. Speaking of, I’m very much looking towards this weeks gigs. Tuesday I’ll be rocking Steam Sky City kicking off a Tuesday nights project that Miss Fogwoman Gray has in a works. Wednsesday and Saturday I’ll have my events at the Rezzable Stage. The events have started and from what I hear the entertainment quality is rather high up, so I only hope I’ll match it.

Other than musicing, the highlight of the weekend was being panel at Match Game. Dear god on a stick. Being in voice with Spider E and Rid is pure sweet comedy. Hope I can make it again next week. With drinks. (Movie night was great too).

Bad, bad Dia!

No scone for you!

I’ve been bad with posting. Not because there’s no in world presence of yours trully, but just nothing notable has happened. Oh wait. LiLa ate my dance machine. That’s damn notable. But at least I lost it during a very very good party over at the Fissure where once again I was reminded exactly how small the grid is.

Speaking of, I relieved Jun off her wastes parcel, which is now used as a small observatory of things since it’s close to the telehub and also the rail tracks. Been trying to do some bike tricks at the rails but the lag grants me with spectacular fail. Either that, or the rails are too far apart for me to jump over the gap. Eh well.

On other news, I finally caved into putting a mailbox over at Dun Ringill. I’m all for people exploring around when I’m offline, but when I’m online that’s a different matter alright.

For the sake of writing :)

I sold the Loft. I barely spent any time there anymore, so it didn’t make any sense to keep a plot that is unused. I will consider renting in Steelhead again maybe in the fall. We’ll see.

I visited the Garden of NPIRL Delights. Elle and Kheph’s steampunk tower is awesome. So is Darkle’s Escher-inspired build, and the other Escher stairs inspired one. The Particulator was also intriguing, as well as a couple of compositions rather than actual builds. I applied to DJ for their festivities, and I was given 3 slots. That got the mind gears working, and I decided (well, Otenth actually made me consider it while we were dancing at Suffugium) to do three different shows, each for each panel of the Triptych. I have plenty of time to work on playlists. Mm. Excited.

During my Suffugium gig, Mr. SAM died in the middle of the show. Thankfully my audience was patient while I actually uninstalled and reinstalled the whole thing. It’s working now. Fingers crossed. No idea what happened there.

On other news, nothing much really. As the summer kicks in, I will find myself less and less in world; there is a lot of things to do outside that I hope they’ll claim me.

There hadn’t been much goingons till now really..

But this weekend was rather packed with action Sort of!

Friday saw a really good show @ the Reactor with a good crowd staying for both the initial set and the extra hour I threw in because folks were still around. Playing there has been good so far, I am looking forward for my next show on Friday.

Saturday there wasn’t much activity on my behalf, as most of my day was spent outside doing *gasp!* RL activities such as punishing golf balls and such, socializing and what have you. I only peeked in world for a little while.

Sunday saw the 2nd annual compliments duel. I was more than happy to stand for Somme along with the rest of the available in world Lancers, OToole and Graves. Exrex put an excellent fight, but JJ’s final Librarian manoeuvre granted him victory. The Team Caledon RFL total is almost 1m, which is the real victory of the event.

After that, I briefly attended Soliel’s rezday party, donning tartan to oblige the rezday girl. It was fun and the music was lovely. Sadly I had to dash to get over to Suffugium, where a really big crowd was gathered around and inside the steampunk hottub. I played stuff all over the place, but people liked it and I was really sad that I had to cut it at midnight, but I was ridiculously tired at that point. However, barely had I slipped a shirt and shorts over my bikini when Des summoned me over to our first colony. I stuck for a while to listen to him explaining the use and abuse of St. Kitti, but soon got overpeopled and rezzed a hammock between two trees and listened to the waves till I called it a night.

Tiny dogfights.

The few. The brave. The tiny.

Warlike playlist for being shot down:

Jethro Tull - Steel Monkey

Running Wild - Port Royal

Venom - In league with Satan

Iron Maiden - Aces High

Saxon - Crusader

Korpiklaani - Nuolet Nomalan (Rabbit Arrows)

Further musical adventures

I have started playing at a new steampunk place, a sim quadrant called Steam Forge. It has a club and shops around it (what a surprise), and it looks like the people over there have so much cavorite that use it as a decoration element.

The victorian element does indeed miss but that doesn’t make less of a good times when I am taking control of the decks- I played there on Tuesday as a warmup and then on Wednesday at the great opening, there was a good crowd and it seemed appreciative. Their greatest idea is an attachment DJ rig which serves twofold - one the matter of rezzing things down and second the fact that it allows some mobility around. I found it rather interesting.

Other than that, not much is happening. Will have to find out whether I’m playing at New Gommorah tonight.

Well I had a damn good party if I say so.

All the usual suspects were there - and more. They danced and seemed to have a good time, and that’s all that matters really.

Pictorial evidence when I’m on a different machine. Stay tuned.

Now I’m off to pick up my signs and teleporters.. grmf.

Ponderings are called for. And so do ramblings.

So this rez day thing is upon me - and like a good blogger (whom am I kidding, really?) I’m supposed to write something about it.

Becoming a statistic is not an issue - no matter what I do, blog or not blog about it, I DO become a statistic of some kind, so might as well have some fun and creativity while at it.

So.. let’s see.. I knew that SL existed since mid 2005, but w’out a decent machine (read: old ass laptop that worked on coal) I wouldn’t decide installing the client and making an account. Then we got us a nice desktop, mainly so that I could play Heroes of Might and Magic. (I still have to get some more mileage out of that game, one of these days maaaaybe). When I got fairly bored of killing walking trees, and shooting gems (Bejeweled was another daily activity of mine back then), I remembered that Second Life thing. I had lots of free time. I’d seldom watch TV anyway. Why not?

So here I am in all my newbie glory - purple shirt, noob skin, flipflops, torch and all, trying to figure why exactly I cannot just fly from sim to sim and I have to teleport instead. Boy I was lucky that SL wasn’t anywhere as borky as it is today, else I’d have turned my back on it on the spot!

I soon realized that I’d pour money into this thing - the pretty things out there had to be bought. Especially since I wanted pretty things, and I wanted them now. After grid hopping aimlessly for a bit, for the first day or two, I ran a search for medieval clothing. I got pointed to Miss Cyn Vandeverre’s shopp in Caledon II, if I remember well (the interesting factoid here is that it appeared that Miss Vandeverre’s typist and mine are only one degree of separation of knowing eachother!). So, in all my noobie glory, I landed in Caledon.

And I never looked back.

Man it was beautiful. And it was even more so for someone that hadn’t yet understood how things work in SL build and script wise. It had waters and trees and boatrides and a library and freebies, and THE ANVIL! and.. WAAAR! I used to say that I landed in Caledon just in time to watch the Battle of Victoria City and it didn’t scare me away! I learned a lot of things in these few days in Caledon.. first that I would have to put the medieval clothing in the backburner, cause I needed suitable dresses for there (blessed be the freebies on the Vic City carts) and ..omg.. Prim Hair! I had very soon seen the horrible limitations of non prim hair, so someone gave me the hint that ETD has noob freebies, so off I ran and got me as many as I could. (Interesting factoid no2. The short hair do I’m sporting these days is one of those freebies).

I applied for citizenship some days later and I decided that I didn’t need to go play anywhere else. I strolled around and met people and friended a good bunch of them, stuck around in the Anvil for the odd round of drinks and convo. Then, I became competitive.

Oh man, I blame two entities for that. One is the RFL and the other is Bardhaven and his innertoob race. I ended up with three good things out of this competitive business; a growing reputation, a growing number of acquaintances, and my Blanche, my faithful mare. W’out Blanche there wouldn’t be no galloping around. There wouldn’t be no werewolf hunting.

Ah, the hunt. So much drama, fun, angst, giggles and finally vindication came out of it. It brought out the best and the worst in us, it made for some crazy chases around the land, and it made for some epic blog posts on my behalf, as well as of others. And in the middle of all these things, it brought me romance. It sure though did NOT bring me the damn were’s head, which I ‘m still waiting for (Lucius, do you read this? I want my damn head, the Prot appointment is coming to its end!)

So that time around July, I find myself with a title, a suitor, a crapload of dresses and shoes, a horse, a bike and a small plot in Tamrannoch, and too much military RP for my own good. But it wasn’t enough. When I named my blog “La Musicienne”, I wanted it to mean something.

That something started taking form when I auditioned for Radio Riel. I still remember Red being all worried that I might be “too metal” for Caledon. Fiddlesticks. The night I debuted, which was the conclusion of last year’s RFL, the moment that the first notes of “Die Schlacht” hit the airwaves, I knew I had something going on there. I knew that finally, other than being a taker of things, I could finally give something back. My vast and ever extending music library reassured me so. Though, when I started, with Winamp and a gamer’s headset, little did I know how this musicking thing would evolve; though I knew I wanted it to.

Innumerous gigs (including a good bunch of formal balls), a preamp, a real microphone, SAM broadcast and the rental of my own stream later, it damn well showed me how it evolved. If there’s one thing I can do in this place, that’s it. Rocking the living crap out of it - and more.

But then, this is not a post about my DJing. It’s a post about my 1st year in SL, and pretty much in Caledon, though the last few months have seen me expanding my horizons left and right. Would I do anything different? I seriously doubt it. I’d still be silly me. I’d still make the same friends. I’d still make the same relationships. I’d still speak out my mind everytime I felt that someone tried to intimidate me. I’d still end up with my home in the Port, and I’d still promote the bagpipes as A Good Thing.

So I’m looking forward for a second year with.. hmm.. no idea what! I know I’ll keep playing music for certain. I know I’ll try to be a good friend for the selected few I trully care about. I might dabble in creating content, though I seldom have the patience for making things as pretty as I know they could be. And I’ll keep being myself. Certified Silly. Even at my darkest and most frustrated hours.

What’s happening right now:

This:

Other things that happened. A wedding after an almost wedding, couple emergency gigs, a new sim plopped, I saw it first, stomping occured. That’s what “This” is all about.

More tomorrow.

NP: Huun Huur Tu - Eki Attar

Ah, yes. The weekend, it happend.

I can’t remember for the love of god what I did on Friday. I was so toast from work, and I had to weed out my playlist for the Taloo party - which is what pretty much happened.

In all seriousness, other than the Taloo party itself, on Sunday, which was a total success and will definitely be repeated, nothing much happened. We tried to dogfight SLunday morning, it didn’t exactly work so we ended up at the Loft drowning down our sorrow, as we say in Greece. I flashed through a SLBloggers party; it was with a camping theme and I remembered until well afterwards that I had the hobo backpack - oh well!

I’m also starting decorating for next week. Why now? Because I have no idea how this week will be like, the weather is getting better and it might find me away from the computer for more than I thought. Not to mention that I’m coming with an idea as to how I want this gathering to be like. Since in Greece we throw our own parties, I’m taking over this baby myself. Because I’m such a control freak (moi? who would have thought?)

Je reviens.

Je serais la fleur du mal.
Τέρμα οι καλωσύνες.
Algiers, here I come.