Jam it Damn It: Some Simple Rules for the First Time Jammer

It has been nearly a month since the Mid-Atlantic Jam, and some of your might be sick and damn tired of reading posts about it, but as I have said many a time before, when you write your own blog you can write about whatever the hell you want. I am choosing to do one more post on the jam! Even though the Mid-Atlantic has passed, I know that there are a lot of After Dark VIPs planning on attending the Dallas jam coming up in October. For some of you it might be your first jam and I am here to help!

The following post could go by a lot of different titles. SL Music Jams for Dummies. So You Want to Attend an SL Music Jam: A Beginner’s Guide. Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About SL Music Jams but Were Afraid to Ask. SL Music Jam 101: A Primer. The list could do on and on, but I have decided to go with Jam it Damn It: Some Simple Rules for the First Time Jammer.

Note: There will be a crap ton of things that I leave out here, I am not writing a novel for crap’s sake! If you feel that I have neglected to mention something that you feel is super important feel free to add it in the comments! I would also like to note, that these rules apply to the jam itself. It is assumed that you are able to figure out how to register and get there on your own!

Jam it Damn It: Some Simple Rules for the First Time Jammer.

Congratulations! You have committed to attending a SL music jam! You are in for the time of your life, assuming that you enjoy amazing music and fun people! Here are a few “rules” that can help you make the most of your experience!

  1. Be prepared to meet lots of new people. Some you may know from Secondlife. Some you may have never heard of before. All of them have one thing in common though, a love of music and that alone makes them pretty awesome! “But Tyche, my ex-lover/crush/frenemy or any other number of kinds of people will be there and that makes me nervous!” Suck it up buttercup! Here is a totally cool thing that happens at jams, people just generally get along! So what if you have a past with someone, either embrace it or let it fall by the wayside, but do not let it be the focus of your weekend!
  2. You don’t have to drink to have a good time…….BUT, should you decide to imbibe, make sure that you stock up as soon as you arrive. Constant runs to the store for more booze is a bummer.
  3. Brace yourself to meet people that you see as rock stars, Most of them are really damn modest and seem to not understand why people get all “Squeeeee” when they meet them. Just make sure you meet them! You can do this one of two ways. You can talk the calm on the outside but screaming on the inside approach. OR You can do what I do and basically attack. Let me give you an example: At the Mid-Atlantic Jam I saw Twinghost standing in the hallway right after he arrived. Poor man still had his gear on his back. I, not casually at all, slapped Harley Wytchwood on the back and pointed. She turned, gasped “Is that…”. I nodded and bolted for the door. Nearly trampling Voodoo Shilton, I got all up in Twinghost’s face and squealed “I am so excited to meet you!!!!”
  4. Let your fangirl/boy flag fly! If you are a huge fan of someone, let them know! Sit on the floor RIGHT in front of the performance area when they are performing. Applaud extra loud. Sing along to their tunes that you adore. If that is not your style then just make sure that you take the time to tell them how much you appreciate their work in a more demure manner.
  5. Don’t over do it. This rule applies to so many aspects of jamming but I would like to concentrate on two. Partying: party on, yo, but know when to say when, You should still have the ability to drag yourself back to your room at the end of the night. And for the love of all that is good, don’t let the booze turn you into a blubbering mess! The only tears that should be seen at a jam are tears of sheer joy! Overzealous fanning: Be a fan. Show you love. Don’t be clingy. Don’t bogart a musician’s time. Chances are there are a lot of people who want a chance to have their few minutes to hang with that same musician.
  6. HAVE FUN! Jams are what you make them! If you are game to have a good time, then a good time will be had! Relax, let your hair down, groove to the sweet, sweet tunes!

It is as simple as that! OMG! There is one thing I forgot and it is merely a personal belief of mine, but I think many would agree. Gentlemen, a speedo is NEVER a good idea for a jam…..EVER!

Tyche’s Torrid Jam Affair (or How to make a jam virgin feel awkward.)

 

Before I tell you this torrid tale of seduction  and sass, I feel the need to mention a few things. As is sometimes my style, I might be making some things up, or embellishing actual facts. People in the writing community call it “creative license”. I call it “bullsh*tting”. Since I will be BSing I have taken the liberty of altering the name of the object of my desires so as to protect the poor, innocent little thing. Oh, and one more thing, there was a lot of alcohol involved in the weekend, so things will almost definitely be all sorts of out of order from how they actually took place.

I cannot recall the exact moment that I met Youngson Likessomebeer, but I am certain that I was smitten from the start. I do remember the moment when I vowed to him that I would expend a large amount of energy on him. This energy would not be expended in the typical way one would expect within a torrid affair. Oh no! This energy would be expended in multiple attempts to make him feel completely awkward.

One of the first attempts came as we were snuggled in the back seat of a car. Our bellies were full of Buffalo wing goodness, the sun was setting, there were three of us crammed into the backseat, it was the perfect setting for a romantic moment. In Tyche fashion I seized said moment, threw my arm around Hungson Grabssomerear, pulled him in tight and whispered into his ear all sexy-like “Feeling awkward yet?” He flashed a grin, laughed and replied “I really don’t think there is anything you can do to make me feel awkward.” “GAME ON!” I yelled with the ferocity of a woman who knew what she wanted! Game on, indeed!

Later that evening, as we were enjoying some sweet, sweet tunes I approached Boy Wonder and stood dangerously close. The tension was palpable. “Feeling awkward yet?” I asked with a serious stare. He leaned in even closer, eyes locked on mine, faces but inches apart, the look on his face serious as a heart attack, then proceeded to cover my face with a blast of air from his nose. This type of display might have thrown a lesser cougar off of her game but I am not one to be deterred that easily.

There was a super special moment, one whose time I cannot place, but one that needs to not be forgotten. Several people were hanging out in the object of my affection’s room. He was sitting on the corner of one of his beds (of course he had two, he is just that cool!). I thought my moment of achieving absolute awkward had arrived. I jumped onto the bed, grabbed him and hollered “BIG SPOON!”. I just knew that would get him. I was wrong, so very wrong. Not only was he not phased by my advances, but he took it as a chance to pose in a pretty damn model like manner!

As the night grew later, the time for the beer tasting party, hosted by Drunkson Grababeer, grew close. Room 526 needed to be prepped and when he asked me to help him with his shower I was all over that! I will not go into details, but let me just say that there were garbage cans full of ice and lots of beer. Let your imagination take that where it may! Several attempts were made through that night to make the awkward happen, but to no avail. Not even the wet willie when I hugged him good night worked. I was starting to feel discouraged. Maybe he was right. Maybe I could not make him feel awkward!

Sunday morning arrived with the haze of a hangover. As I packed up for the trip home I was struck by a genius idea. It had to work! The only thing that concerned me was the thought of “Would I be able to pull it off?”. I knew that I had to try. It was my last chance and I am not one to give up. Goodbyes were being said, hugs given, wishes of safe journeys and such. There he was sitting across the jam room. Hunson Abadeer-intheheadlights. I told Meegan my plan and made sure that she had the camera ready then I went in for the kill. I sauntered up to the young thing and in a sultry, sensual, half of a voice I demanded “Get the f**k up and give me a hug! We are leaving!”. He stood, we embraced, it was beautiful. I pulled back and told him that he had won, I had failed at making him feel awkward. He stared me down as he had done earlier in the weekend. I swiftly grabbed his face and planted a big ‘ol smooch on him. (In spite of the look of the photo, it was a completely closed mouth kiss, I have some class. people! Meegan managed to capture my smile right before I laid it on him!)

 

I had done it! He was stunned, confused and feeling more than a little awkward! Game, set, match! As is customary in battles of the awkward, I was awarded the gold star beads and I wore them with the utmost pride during the journey home!

Random Jamdom

“What happens at the jam stays at the jam!” If you have ever been to a SL music jam you will hear that a lot. As far as I am concerned, that is utter BS! Unless there is a jam held in Vegas I am of the opinion that what happens at the jam (in public, at least. Lordy no one wants to know what is happening behind closed doors!) gets blogged!

The Mid-Atlantic Jam this year was far too amazing for just one blog post. No, just one will not do. There will be several. They will be silly, nostalgic, touching, maybe even disturbing. Some will be loaded with pictures, some will just a mess of words. But I digress…

Even though I am not a believer in “What happens at the jam stays at the jam” I do understand that when adults are ingesting large amounts of alcohol, they might not feel the need to or have the ability to filter the things that come out of their flapping jaws. I have taken it upon myself to compile a list of things heard at the jam that tickled me. Some of them were said to me, some of them by me and some just overheard. Because of the lack of filtering, I will not be stating who said what. If you read something that you said and you want to claim it as your own feel free to leave a comment, but in all honesty, you probably won’t want to. I will also not be giving the quotes any context. There are two reasons for this: 1. If I gave every quote a back story this post would go on forever. 2. Most of them are twice as funny without any context!

Sometimes you just gotta lick a taint!

You bitch! (Honestly, I am sure this was said several times throughout the weekend, but one time in particular stands out to me.)

Person 1: Did you guys spoon?                                                                                     Person 2: Oh, we banged.                                                                                                Person 1: But that ruins the illusion for me!                                                                Person 2: But we banged. It can’t be undone!

It’s like Jesus but with a really big d**k!

I am trying to eat and you people are talking about horse c**k!

Freeze the vag, save the world!

Stop pooping! Let’s go eat!

Person 1: You take one leg, I will get the other!                                                        Person 2: I get the middle! I pay him, I get the middle!

Just STOP! (10 second pause) collaborate and listen!

Everybody wash you hands with soap. He pissed himself!

Hey Twin! Throw me a towel!

Have him grab some cups or we will all have herpes.

I sleep in head to toe latex. It makes a lot of noise when there is movement, so don’t struggle.

526……BEER!

I was hoping for a lap dance, that is why I stayed in the chair.

I am positive that there are some fantastic moments in worddom that I have missed, but that is what happens when you try and remember all of the things spewed forth my yourself and others through a weekend fueled by alcohol and amazing music.

♥ Ty

 

 

Jelly Don’t Shake Like That!

May has arrived! That means one very special thing! Spring has arrived? Pffft, I don’t know about where you are from, but spring seemed to arrive here in freaking February this year! Nope, we don’t give a rat’s patootie that spring has sprung. May means a short break for After Dark! Calm yourselves. I said SHORT break, and it is for the best reason ever……..IT’S JAM TIME!!!!

Meegan, LadyGlory, and yours truly, Tyche, will be attending the Mid-Atlantic Jam in Baltimore, MD from 5/18 to 5/21! This will be the third year After Dark takes a short break for people to get their jam on. Meegan and Ty attended the Twin Cities Jam in 2016 and the Mid-Atlantic Jam in 2015. This year LG will be making the trip as well and it will be nothing short of EPIC!!!

It will not just be us ladies there, oh heck no, there will be a plethora of musical talent there. Honestly, it cannot be a jam without there being amazing tunes to jam to!! Among the talent that will be there for our jamming pleasure (Yes, I am fully aware I just said “jamming pleasure”) will be After Dark regulars Voodoo Shilton, Grif Bamaisin, Cellshader, Hunson Abadeer, TwinGhost Ronas and last but not least, the man who has probably attended more SL music jams that any other musician, Max Kleene!

As I did last year, I have taken it upon myself to flex my artistic license and dust off my mad photo editing skills to bring you what might be the best thing you have ever seen. Through the magic of digital editing I present to you the group hug that will be happening at the jam! If that isn’t the most epic group hug, I don’t know what is! And I assure you that I will be doing my best to have this fake photo reenacted in real life!

Now that the silliness is finished, on to business. After Dark will be on hiatus from Wednesday May 17th to Monday May 22nd. We will be back to bringing you the outstanding music that you have come to know and love so well on Tuesday May 23rd!

Please try not to miss us too much, We know it is hard, but everyone needs a little break sometimes. It is not you, it is us, we swear! Remember, if you love something, set it free to jam, and if it returns to you then you know that love is real!

 

We came! We saw! We JAMMED!

Second Life and First Life collided in the best possible way last weekend when Meegan and I attended the MidAtlantic Jam in Dulles, Va! To say that it was a good time does not even begin to do the trip justice.

It was *almost* like being at After Dark Lounge. Musicians on the stage, us in the crowd, heads bobbing and butts wiggling. (I would like to state for the record, that unlike in Second Life, when you tap Meegan’s butt in First Life it does not animate you!) It is easy to see how people can get addicted to attending these events. We are incredibly spoiled by unbelievable talent in SL and to have a few day of that in First Life is something that just cannot be fully explained!

Among the artists that played at the MidAtlantic Jam were After Dark Lounge regulars Voodoo Shilton,  Maximillion Kleene. and Ren and Quai. Ren and Quai carried the music late into the night in the hospitality suite. Max played a great set with the Quadradix , minus one. Voodoo sat in with several other musicians and held a very informative clinic on how he makes his music, Seeing the looping done in real time was close to mind blowing, especially for someone who can barely walk and chew gum! The Follow played a low key acoustic set the first night and then rocked us thoroughly the second!

Through all of the excitement I did manage to snap a few pics of the happenings of the weekend. All photos are used with the permission of those who were photographed.

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Voodoo Shilton working his magic. Photo courtesy of Toysoldier Thor

 

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                                                          Ty’s Happy place!

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                                                  Max, Tyche, Gaia, Meegan and Ren

Tyche and her Wimmenz, Gaia and Meegan.

                                          Tyche and her Wimmenz, Gaia and Meegan.

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                                                   Max Kleene and Tyche

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                          No, TwinGhost was not there, but this made us think of him!

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                                                                   The Follow!

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                                                                    The Follow!