Option Y gave us a set last night which was the kind which absolutely no-one will believe ... unless there is video ... and enter Robert Little, the unofficial archivist for Second Life music.
Take it away, Option Y.
SaveMe Oh gives you the grass, land sharks, alien porno, and other visualities of tripful madness from the virtuality from your second, third, fourth ... nnn lives.
(Ed: alien porno?)
Words are not even close to enough, mate!
(Ed: what's a visuality?)
Dunno. We make up words like politicians make up facts.
Take it away, Option Y.
SaveMe Oh gives you the grass, land sharks, alien porno, and other visualities of tripful madness from the virtuality from your second, third, fourth ... nnn lives.
(Ed: alien porno?)
Words are not even close to enough, mate!
(Ed: what's a visuality?)
Dunno. We make up words like politicians make up facts.
Here at the Rockhouse, we really dig this kind of show for pushing creative expression in every way Second Life is capable of doing it. Maybe you can hear in the music how they pull the best of musical times in a history back to Brand X, Steve Hillage, Gong, coming forward to now ... and they once said Eric Clapton was God ... but they still say it about Gong!
Update: that sounds reverential about Gong which implicitly marginalizes Option Y but that's only poor writing as the Spirit God of Prog Rock flows through all of the really good ones and you know as you listen they're onto it. Prog rock is the modern equivalent of classical composition because it's too complex for I-IV-V in C and only the musical overlords from the dimension beyond our own could do this without a chart.
Jam bands are great but prog rock is the opposite except when they take it all the way out to start improvising within the motif and Option Y was doing that quite a bit last night. They don't reprise Gong or anyone else but rather they catch the wave, ride the flying reptile, hang in the space alien bars ... you know, stuff like that ... prog rock.
SaveMe Oh is not using any pre-packaged alien porno package from K-Tel Marketing as everything she does is interpretive based on what she hears in the music. It's highly unlikely two of her interpretations, even for the same band, would be the same. She is banned from many venues, largely because her tolerance for idiots is about the same as mine.
(Ed: non-existent?)
Righty, right, mate. Life is too short for dumb asses!
Cat Boucher provides the venue and the vibe for this as her MusikCircus is unique in Second Life in terms of lack of expectations except the basic: please don't suck. The performer carries that weight anyway but there is zero weight from expectation to wear funny hats or behave in any less than authentic way. Cat's MusikCircus is total artistic freedom and the only way to get more freedom in a venue ... is to build it yourself.
How does a show like that end, you may ask ... of course the answer is bananas.
Yes, Option Y is underneath that ... somewhere. It has something to do with Chiquita physics and we don't quite understand.
This was how it began. We have to show you this, see, because you weren't there. Many were but you fookin' missed it while you sat around, didn't you. Fix that next time!
Alazarin Mobius was there yesterday. Yah, we're talkin' prog rock royalty. Be there next time!
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