After Dark is going dark!

Things will be pretty quiet at After Dark in the near future. No, the fuzz did not finally catch up to Meegan for those indescretions of the early 90s. No, nothing to worry anyone. It is also not some spooky Halloween ploy. Actually, it is quite the opposite. After Dark will be going dark for some pretty fun reasons!

First off, in a rarely seen display of two trips in one year, some of the staff of After Dark (Meegan and Tyche) will be taking off for the Dallas Jam on October 19th! As any reader of this blog or attendee of a Secondlife jam can attest, while jamming one has no time for anything but! There are far too many fangirl moments to be had, drinks to be drank and general madness to take part in! So, yes, After Dark will not be having live shows on the 19th or the 23rd, but on the upside there will be an inevitably hilarious blog post that will result from the weekend!

One might assume that after the dust has settled from the Dallas Jam that After Dark will be back to their regularly scheduled programming, but nope, not happening! A jam requires a certain amount of recovery time. Being the workaholic that Meegan is, there will be no such time! Straight from the Dallas Jam to The Roguery Camp at Burn 2! Ty, on the other hand, will be taking a nap long enough that someone ought to check to make sure she is still breathing every once in a while.

So, yea, it is that time of year again. The time to burn baby, burn! After Dark will be hitting the playa and bringing butt kicking live music to The Roguery Camp at Burn 2! I am sure that most of you have experienced the wonderful madness that is Burn 2, but if you have not you best get your butt there…when the time comes! There is so much to see, do, experience. It is more than a little mind blowing. After Dark will be hosting live music at The Roguery Camp on October 24th and 26th.

Now you are thinking that After Dark will be back at Idle Rogue and settling back into the normal surroundings on the 29th……..WRONG! In the words of out fearless leader, Meegan Danitz, After Dark will not be hosting shows on the 29th because she can “dance naked around the fire after Burn”. I personally cannot think of a better reason for anything in the world than naked dancing!

Here is a little recap for those of you keeping track. After Dark will be dark as can be from the 19th of October to the 29th of October. There will be shows at The Roguery Camp on the 24th and 26th. Meegan will be dancing naked by a fire on the 29th. Will we be back at After Dark on the 31st? You will just have to wait and see!

 

Summon a beach you lint licker!

You know how After Dark is a place that makes many feel at home? In a virtual world of corsets and alphas, After Dark is my comfy pants. My “Oh my god this bra needs to go and I am totally comfortable taking it off here” happy place. After Dark prides itself on being a place where people can be free to be themselves.

Turns out that when people feel comfortable at a place and with a group of people, the dynamic gets pretty amazing. When people feel comfortable somewhere they tend to let go a little. When people let go, they relax and enjoy themselves. When people are relaxed and enjoying themselves they sometimes push their social filter to the side. When that social filter is pushed to the side people often use adult language. When people use adult language, I feel even more at home….and the cycle continues!

Are you a little confused? Let me put it this way. When people are having a good f**king time at a place where they know they can f**king be themselves they sometimes use words like “f**k”, “sh*t*, “d*mn” or “c*nt”.

There is a real reason for me writing this. Yes, I LOVE to use those words and social filter on or not, I use them. But this is not just an excuse to blog naughty words! NO! I mean F**K NO! This is a way of explaining why some (and some more than others) use adult language at After Dark Lounge. We are all adults there, We are allowed. It will happen. If adult language offends your senses, chances are you are not hanging at After Dark anyway, but if you are and you see a word that gets in your craw, just overlook it and know that there will probably be more where that came from. This is not meant to be said in a b*tchy or snarky way, just stating it like it is!

Long story short…….WE LOVE ADULT WORDS AT AFTER DARK!

Speaking of……we will be celebrating my 10th rez day on Tuesday September 12th with a “C U Next Tuesday” extravaganza! Come help me celebrate being old as f**k in SL!

Good Night, Garrett.

The downside to caring about people and letting them into your life and your heart is that some day you know that you will have to let them go. This past week the Secondlife music community had to do just that. We had to face that fact that one of our own, an avid supporter of live music in SL and a friend to so many was no longer with us.

Even if you did not know Garrett (Lutz) Lockjaw personally, chances are that you had seen him at shows. He was a fixture in the live music scene. usually quiet, lurking in the back, keeping to himself. For as quiet as he seemed in the outside he was equally as goofy and wonderful on the inside. I was lucky to have had the honor of calling him my friend. I ask that you bear with me, as this is not something easy for me to write, and frankly, I could go on for pages and pages with the silly escapades and moments he and I shared, so this might get a little messy, but I promise to not let the train of thought derail too often.

Garrett lived his SL the way everyone should, on his own terms. If he wanted to be goofy, he was goofy. If he wanted to be stalkery, he was stalkery. (Note, this is not in the “I will show up at your house at random and I have been watching you kind of stalkery. It was more of an open stalking, and always with the stalkees consent!) He taught me to “give zero f**ks” and to embrace the awesome of SL. Often I would end up places with him in head to toe latex with him suited up as a Ninja Turtle just dancing our little pixels ragged to amazing music.

The fact that Garrett “give zero f**ks” didn’t mean that he did not care. No. He cared tremendously for those that he loved. Need someone to listen to you complain about crazies? He was there. Need a man to try on women’s hair? Just show him where to get the demo! Looking for awesome new musical talent in SL? He probably already found it but would be excited to share the new discovery. Need to know just how a man can birth a baby? Garrett would gladly lead you on a tour of the male pregnancy sim. There were few limits to the link he would go to for his friends.

Garrett was not only a big fan of live music in SL, he also worked with several musicians and was the groundskeeper for a sim that hosts live music. To be honest, I don’t know who all he worked with through his time in SL. I only met him about 2 years ago. I do know that he worked with Phemie Alcott and Caasi Ansar. Later in his SL he managed J Lively and Hunson Abadeer. When I was first starting to manage Funkyfreddy Republic he was there to help me out and give me pointers based on his experiences. Garrett also looked after the Lockjaw family’s sim Elysium City of Templemore. There he was the master of booking live acts and the best damn groundskeeper a place could ask for. When people would thank him there he would reply “I just cut the grass.”

Garrett never asked for anything. He just wanted to be surrounded by people that he cared for and that cared for him. He will never be far from our thoughts and his spirit will live on in SL. Luis Lockjaw has erected a gorgeous statue at Elysium City of Templemore in honor of Garrett and his carefree, loving spirit. There will be a service in memorial of Garrett at the same sim on Monday September 4, 2017 at 12:00pm SLT. All are welcome to come celebrate the life and good times that Garrett brought to SL.

Garrett and I had many memorable conversations. One such conversation centered around songs to dance to when I was a dancer with Guerilla Burlesque. As he and I had very similar tastes in music I was bouncing ideas off of him and mentioned that I had always wanted to figure a way to dance to a song by Ministry but I was struggling with a concept that would not be offensive.  Garrett then said something that stuck in my head and planted a seed of inspiration. “How do you dance to ‘Drinking the blood of Jesus, drinking it right from his veins’? Because I need to see that” Several months later I made sure he got to see just how someone could dance to that. I will be performing that act at Guerilla Burlesque this Friday September 1, 2017 at 10:00pm SLT.

I would like to end this, not with a goodbye, but with some words I want to say to Garrett.

Garrett, You know how much you mean to those whose lives you touched. I can speak for no one but myself but I need to tell you thank you. Thank you for you. Thank you for making my SL wonderful. Thank you for “turtling up” when I needed a moment of silly. Thank you for always being honest with me about how things were going, even when I knew you were worried about hurting me. Thank you for letting me have the joy of loving such a precious soul. You still owe me a unicorn ride and according to my kids you are already haunting me and I love it. Nothing will ever take you from my heart. I told you I would hang on even when you could not and I stand by that. I love you, Garrett.     ♥ ~Ty

What I did on my summer vacation!

Remember that Sunday that After Dark didn’t have shows? About a week or so ago? I know Meegan claimed it was due to Guerilla Bu!rlesque performing at Indee Teepee. What she failed to mention is that she was also taking the After Dark crew on a summer vacation! The “team building” trip that she took the crew on to Mardi Gras was such a success that she decided we should do it again and what better place than the beach?!

I will not bore you with the details of the trip there. Some motion sickness, lots of “Are we there yet”s, a zillion bathroom stops, and a group singalong of the entire Sound of Music soundtrack, led by Meegan. You know, the typical road trip stuff.  The one thing I will mention is that Meegan told us that we would be traveling in a vintage convertible. We were all stoked……until we saw the ride she was talking about. In hindsight, it was roomier and the wind in the hair is the wind in your hair no matter the vehicle, I suppose! So, road trip, blah, blah, blah. Then……..BEACH! Lucky for us the beachfront house that Meegan had booked for the trip did not leave us hanging like the vehicle of choice had! Meegan had some team building activities planned for us, but after the long ride we all just wanted to hit the sand and relax. After the shenanigans that had taken place at Mardi Gras, Meegan felt the need to sit us ladies down and give us a little talking to about how we should behave since we were representitives of After Dark. Dark would have been given the same talking to but he had to go speedo shopping as he had left his banana hammock at home. Not to mention he was the only one of the group who kept his nips covered at the last outing! Turns out that Meegan is so engaging that several other women gathered to hear her words on decorum and behavior. Meegan’s words of wisdom went a long way. We all behaved like perfect examples of humans…..until the liquor came out. I feel the need to mention that we would probably have stayed in our model behavior mode were it not for our fearless leader leading us directly down a path to wild beachy madness! Yes, as per usual, it was ALL Meegan’s fault! (Isn’t it always?!?)

I am going to let the pictures tell most of the story, but I will give you a “cliff-notes” version of the trip. There was a twerking contest.  Dark managed to find the smallest piece of fabric with the most print ever to cover his bits. The only team building that took place was the building of a human pyramid and turning Dark into a sand mermaid. We did learn a lot about each other though. We learned that Portia can bong a beer like no one’s business. We learned that LadyGlory is the Frank Lloyd Wright of sand castles. We learned that Dark has….shall we say, interesting taste in swim attire. We learned that after enough tequila, Shanny can sleep anywhere. We learned that Meegan cannot be trusted near the water after 3 vodka tonics. And we learned that, no matter how old I (your blogess bitch) get, I can still not be considered a “responsible adult.”

But again, I will let the pictures tell the story!

Meegan claiming the tide was dragging her under. She calmed down after we pointed out that she was in a fountain. Thankfully we noticed her before the police did!

LadyGlory prepping for her sandcastle building. Sadly, 2 minutes after the picture of the final product was taken I tripped over my own feet and face planted into it.

Meegan giving the competition the stink eye at the beach twerking contest. Do I even need to tell you who won??

What a bunch of beaches! The beachy babes of After Dark!

Dark always wanted to know what it felt like to have a nice rack, so as a team building exercise we gave him one!

The whole crew posing for a montage worthy group photo!

Portia had downed her beer before I was even halfway through mine!

Team building exercise number two! It only took about 20 tries to get this right!

Dark showing off his “eclectic” taste in swimwear!

Shanny summing up how we all felt by the end of the trip….too bad for her this was the first night there. And yes, she does sleep with her eyes open. It’s creepy.

I have been told that there are MANY other pictures of us from that trip floating around out there, but what happens at the beach stays at the beach….at least that goes for all of the things we cannot remember!

~Tyche

 

CHARGE!!!!

 

You land in a crowded club. Your world is a sea of floating body parts and name tags. Once you realize you have not landed at some kind of weird medical sim you have to decide what to do. You have a few choices as to what you should do next. Should you:

A. Decide eff-all and charge your ever important pixels right through the crowd, pushing people that you can’t even see out of your way. You step on toes, spill drinks, walk directly over furniture, then offer a half assed apology when you reach your destination near the front of the club “Sorry for anyone I might have bumped into! Things are still rezzing!”

B. Panic and freeze at the landing point, causing people to pile up on top of you in a bizarre totem-like formation.

C. Move a couple of steps from the landing point. Allow things to rez, possibly while you grab a drink or something in RL then, once things have rezzed proceed to your final destination.

You could easily do any one of the 3 options If you choose A I have to assume you are either a noob, the most important person in the room or have an emergency need to get to that spot. If you choose B then I assume that you are either a noob, frozen with lag, do not understand how landing points work or will do anything to have a pile of people on top of you. Now, if you choose C, you make the same choice as me. That might be scary to some of you, as my choices are not always the best, but I assure you, in this case it is the wisest choice.

if you happen to be landing at After Dark Lounge, as I am completely certain you are at some point, then you know that the landing point there is super friendly to choice C. You can step to the side outside of the club or walk in an there is plenty of space to chill while things rez for you.

Just look at that luxurious landing point! 67 in the club and I get to chill and wait for things to rez!

Don’t mind me! I am just “relaxing” at the bar while everything rezzes!

There is a little thing called common courtesy. Not everyone is aware that this exists in SL. It is the thing that keeps you from being a jack wagon in social situations. It keeps you from greeting a person that you don’t care for with “Piss off!” when they say hello to you. It is what drives you to tip venues and musicians for providing amazing entertainment. It is the driving force behind NOT charging through a crowded area like you are the King or Queen of Sheeba.

I am going to let you in on a little secret. When you charge through a group of people, as in choice A then you offer a half assed apology, people see it as exactly that, half- assed. They roll their eyes and think to themselves “Maybe if you waited a damn minute and let things rez then you would not have to apologize” or “Like hell you are sorry! Now get off my damn foot and replace my drink you just spilled!” There is ONE exception to this, and that is when a performer is trying to get to the stage. They kind of get a free pass, I mean, they are there to entertain, if they lag out or step on some toes, so be it.

Long story just a tad longer, CHARGING THROUGH A CROWDED CLUB AND RUNNING OVER PEOPLE IS RUDE! I am sure that there are those of you that will continue to do so, but know that I will be rolling my eyes and expecting you to replace that drink you spilled

♥ ~Ty

 

 

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!

 

Tell Ty Vol 10!

I know, I know. “But Ty, you JUST did a Tell Ty!” I sure as shoot did, and I might do another one after this one. Heck, this blog might be nothing but Tell Ty from here on out!* That is the fantastic thing about writing a blog. It can be about anything I want it to be!**

So here we are with another installment of the always entertaining, sometimes educational, Tell Ty! Not up to date on the older ones or have no idea what I am talking about? First, shame on you! Second, you can find links to the oldies but goodies Vol 3, Vol 4, Vol 5, Vol 6, Vol 7, Vol 8, Vol 9, the other Vol 9 because I cannot count! Volumes 1 and 2 are missing in action sucked into the interweb abyss somewhere.

This round we are going to concentrate on some of the faces you see around After Dark. Not the musicians or the staff, but those who are out there shaking it, enjoying the tunage, perving the profiles of others. The amazing patrons of After Dark Lounge! I know that I normally give a little blurb about each person before I share their replies, but this one is going to be a little different. Some of these people are my friends, some of them are people I have greeted time and time again and some of them are people that I might never have said a “hello” to….until now!

Tell Ty Volume 10!

Keith Ringgold

  1. Tell me something random.                                                                           uhhhhhh okay…… random…..  I pooped today?… no no.. wait.. I can do better than that…..  My HAIR is better than yours… no no.. to confrontational…. OH.. I know.. I had COFFEE for the first time in DAYS!
  2. Tell me something you think I should know about you.                                        oh… okay… well… I used to be heavy in Star Wars, even owning a SL sim called Nar Shaddaa?
  3. Tell me something that not everyone knows about you.                                          I initially built a girl avatar to help show my daughter how a young girl SHOULD dress……. I dont know about that one…

I just want to say that I would NOT want my daughter dressing like more than half of the female avatars in SL, including my own!

Naomi Annabella

  1. Tell me something random.                                                                                  Roasted garlic with goats’ cheese and a bit of fig jam on toasted pita bread is probably the most mouth watering orgasm you could ever experience.  Is that random enough?  LOL
  2. Tell me something you think I should know about you.                                          Tough one.  I am 100% ambidextrous and can verbally spell words backwards.  Always could!  Almost skipped two grades growing up because of it, however my mother wouldn’t allow it.
  3. Tell me something that not everyone knows about you.                                           I lived in Spain for a year and worked riding horses on the beach – a riding assistant for a small boutique Spanish (high end) ranch that hosted a maximum of 8 international guests per week.  I lived in a hamlet far, far away from society filled with Spanish guitar, Flamenco, paella and lots and lots of red wine and gorgeous sunsets.  I was on horseback 6 days a week for 6-8 hours a day.  I’m not sure coming home to finish my English degree was worth it. That experience made me the person I am today and I STILL dream in Spanish <3

I dreamed in Spanish once, boy oh boy was I confused!

Really Ansome

  1. Tell me something random.                                                                                Cashews are the greatest things on the planet.
  2. Tell me something you think I should know about you.                                            It hurts to know I have a greeting ban on me at one of my favourite venues.
  3. Tell me something that not everyone knows about you.                                        I’m not really a complete asshole.  Just sometimes 🙂

I would just like to state for the record that I did not choose the picture used for Really’s reply. He sent it to me when I asked if he had a photo he would like me to use. Swear on a rock!

R. Crap Mariner

  1. Tell me something random.                                                                                     How do you saw The Pope’s hat in half? Use a mitre saw.
  2. Tell me something that you think I should know about you.                                      I don’t like doing interviews. I prefer to let my writing speak for itself.
  3. Tell me something not everyone knows about you.                                                   No.

Boom! There you have it! Another volume of Tell Ty is in the books. Now if you need me, I will be over here working on my counting….smh.

♥ Ty

* It will not be all Tell Ty from here on out. I promise                                                        ** Within reason…..management  has to reel me in from time to time.