Several aspects of my life have been changing dramatically over the past few months. One thing that I pushed forward without much regard for these changes has been my DJ-ing. It was inevitably about to break. You can't change your life on one side and expect the other to go on as if nothing happened. That would be like simultaneously trying to make a right and left turn. Every aspect of your life has implications for another aspect of your life. Upon turning left, that right turn moves away. Or rather you are moving away from it.
If I measure some of my success as an MC in SL by visitor number, I have been truly blessed. Never played to an empty house, always make good tips... Cooool beans!
But how important is that really? Some of you (I mean other DJs) may well be perfectly happy playing and announcing tunes and following chat and saying "Hey, thanks for that great tip". Good for you, if you are one of them. I came to realize that I am not.
You see I am on SL mostly for my own satisfaction. I want to do what feels right to me! And lately, Second Life has become work. While I still enjoy playing music in SL, other things, both in and out of SL have become more important. Struggling to make it to a gig so I can pay my rent, is not one of them. I have to do that on a daily basis in the realm of reality. I think I have said this before, but if I wanted to play house, I can turn SL off and be none the wiser! It's why I stopped playing the Sims!
I have decided that I should drastically reduce my DJ gigs. One casualty of that decisions is my "Soul 2 Soul" show at Linri's Palace. It never really worked very well to begin with, and it is one Friday night engagement I can live without. So this coming Friday will be the last time...
"Party Funk", for the time being will continue as scheduled. However, expect some changes in its format. What they are, I don't know yet but, I do know I have to make this interesting again for myself. Right now (with the exception of last night, when I took some liberties) it isn't. I realize that I have mostly myself to blame. I pushed myself into some sterilized version of what I wanted to think was best for my audience. No more!
It's a new year and a new me. Consider this my new year's resolution.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
For Gucissa
Got me a little outfit together for Sunday's performance at Linri's Palace. In honor of our dear friend Guc, we are renaming (temporarily) the show to "Crimson Glory - Celebrating the life of Gucissa". Hence the red. In case you didn't know Crimson (Guc's last name) is a particular shade of red. Somewhere in between vermilion and carmine. Damn hard to match! Luckily my white tux from Blaze is tintable. The frog is of course in memory of Joshua and Guc and while not mandatory for attendance, it's highly appreciated if you wear one too. My sister Emyly will be handing them out at the door.
To a dear friend...
In early September I wrote about a friend that gave me a frog. In memory of a 9 year old boy named Joshua, that frog was. I wrote about how she herself (my friend that gave me the frog) was battling cancer. In that blog-post I wrote:
..."Take some time out of your busy schedule. Remember there are marvelous things to see and do every day. Miracles happen in your life on a daily basis, really! Just take the time to watch them."
Then a few short weeks later my frog-handling friend slipped into a coma. I think it was a coma anyway, the details are blurry. But she snapped out of it, and on September 28, 2009 I wrote in another blog-post how happy I was to see her back in this crazy world we call SL. I even joked how much I hate Jimmy Buffet, and how she surely would request me playing some upon her return. We didn't see each other much after that. Once she was a transformer like avatar for a Halloween event. When we did talk, it was mostly about her wigs. Not the SL kind, the real ones that kept her from showing her bald head to the world. I tried to be lighthearted, that wasn't always easy. And where previously we would have been joking up a storm, trying to not be outdone by the other with our witty one-liners, the conversation would often have these lengthy, awkward pauses. I don't think I even said goodbye the last time we talked.
I am not going to beat myself up over that, in SL those things happen. You know, you are busy, or your connection drops for the umpteenth time and you just decide to give up for the day... But I do wish I would have had a chance to say goodbye one last time.
When I logged on today, not having been on much because I have a pretty bad case of the flu, I found a saved IM from another good friend. My lady in Antarctica, who sends me pictures from her ice-diving adventures. She and my frog-toting friend are family (well sort of) in the real world. "Gucissa Crimson lost her battle with cancer".
That's pretty much all it said. I am devastated! Gucissa is/was one of those people to look up to. An amazing lady with an amazing outlook on life. An outlook that I can no longer share with her or quiz her about, but that I will continue (I will try at least) to carry forward. In time, you will, if you hang around me long enough, learn about her legacy.
Sleep well my dear friend, and sweet dreams. Oh, I heard there is a beach house for rent. On the moon!
..."Take some time out of your busy schedule. Remember there are marvelous things to see and do every day. Miracles happen in your life on a daily basis, really! Just take the time to watch them."
Then a few short weeks later my frog-handling friend slipped into a coma. I think it was a coma anyway, the details are blurry. But she snapped out of it, and on September 28, 2009 I wrote in another blog-post how happy I was to see her back in this crazy world we call SL. I even joked how much I hate Jimmy Buffet, and how she surely would request me playing some upon her return. We didn't see each other much after that. Once she was a transformer like avatar for a Halloween event. When we did talk, it was mostly about her wigs. Not the SL kind, the real ones that kept her from showing her bald head to the world. I tried to be lighthearted, that wasn't always easy. And where previously we would have been joking up a storm, trying to not be outdone by the other with our witty one-liners, the conversation would often have these lengthy, awkward pauses. I don't think I even said goodbye the last time we talked.
I am not going to beat myself up over that, in SL those things happen. You know, you are busy, or your connection drops for the umpteenth time and you just decide to give up for the day... But I do wish I would have had a chance to say goodbye one last time.
When I logged on today, not having been on much because I have a pretty bad case of the flu, I found a saved IM from another good friend. My lady in Antarctica, who sends me pictures from her ice-diving adventures. She and my frog-toting friend are family (well sort of) in the real world. "Gucissa Crimson lost her battle with cancer".
That's pretty much all it said. I am devastated! Gucissa is/was one of those people to look up to. An amazing lady with an amazing outlook on life. An outlook that I can no longer share with her or quiz her about, but that I will continue (I will try at least) to carry forward. In time, you will, if you hang around me long enough, learn about her legacy.
Sleep well my dear friend, and sweet dreams. Oh, I heard there is a beach house for rent. On the moon!
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