Posts Tagged 'Marx Dudek'

Rez Day Bookends

Started the week with a rezday (Lalo’s) and ended the week with a rezday – Marx’s. They both turned FOUR. Wow. *grin* Sooooo much older than I. šŸ™‚ Marx spun the tunes for us and we all gathered at The Listening Room, now in its new location in Edloe. Besides the fun of the tunes Marx played and the good-natured and, occasionally, erudite, banter, I got to see some friends I’ve not seen in AGES. Had a nice long chat with someone, which is always good for the soul.

Chestnut Rau’s 4th Rez Day


There is nothing more fun than seeing someone’s hard work pay off. My good friend Chestnut Rau had her 4th rez day yesterday. Zha wanted to do something special and fun for Ches, so Zha arranged a surprise party. She got Zachh Cale to play piano and sing for an hour and then Marx Dudek came in to DJ and spin the tunes. Both of these folks are among Chestnut’s favorite entertainers and friends. Crap Mariner wrote a 100-word story in Chestnut’s honor and we all got to hear him read it aloud for the very first time. Scores of folk came through Zha’s gorgeous, fantastic party-build. Zha had beauty, robot-comfort, dancing and even a touch of kitsch. It was fun not only for Chestnut but for all her friends who got to meet and greet each other too. Considering that Chestnut had given strict instructions that there was to be NO PARTY, it’s a good thing we know when not to listen. *grin*

There were too many pictures to post, and far too many attendee names to list. Photos are all up on Flickr.

For the party that never was, it may have been the party of the year. Happy happy rez day, Chestnut!

Belly Dancing

It’s interesting how traditional dance can suit modern music. I was at The Listening Room Friday night, where Guenevere was spinning the tunes for us. Of course I don’t remember which song it was, but someone remarked how a belly dance seemed appropriate for the tune. I wondered aloud if I had such an animation in my inventory. Marx Dudek said that she did and loaded up her HUD and invited me to join her. I changed outfits to fit the movement (*grin* any excuse to play “dress-up”). Marxie stayed in modern-day attire and you know what? Bunnehs look GOOD belly dancing in blue jeans. *grin* Another fun evening with friends at TLR!

Glad We’re All Still Here

The world didn’t end this past weekend. I’m not surprised, I must say. I didn’t really think that it would. I am willing to admit, however, that, like Horatio, my philosophy probably doesn’t cover all permutations. I enjoyed all the planning for Rapture parties, Rapture events, Rapture contests. Now that it’s too late, it occurs to me that I should have kept track of all the different ways people linked their favorite hobbyhorses to the impending Rapture. The one that caught MY attention was the music. Everyone made lists of the “appropriate” songs to play at a Rapture party.

Marx Dudek tweeted that there would be a Rapture Sendoff party at the Listening Room. People began tweeting their suggestions for a play list. There were songs I love, songs I hate, songs with which I was unfamiliar, songs I’d forgotten I’d heard. I knew it was going to be a great time. I got there a little late, coming from another musical event. The Listening Room had been redecorated in honor of the occasion. Several of us got comfortable on Hobbes while others danced or sat. The first song up was “Helter Skelter” and we never looked back.

For what it’s worth, I think that the whole Rapture frenzy was the result of improper enunciation. *I* think that the original announcement was about a Rap tour that would be taking place. I realized this Saturday afternoon while I was in the city. There they were – rappers on the corner of 6th and 42nd, performing for the crowd. At that moment enlightenment struck me (better that than an errant taxi) and I realized yet again how important it is to practice proper diction.

Accentuate the Positive

As the old song goes, you need to accentuate the positive and eliminate the negative. I have watched friends and fellow bloggers come under attack for their posts. Some of the responses are vile, out of scale and simply unnecessarily vicious. The pain, bewilderment and anger caused by these attacks is deep. The urge to retaliate in some way is equally strong. But invariably response only triggers more bile and ugliness. I’ve not had the misfortune to be attacked personally in such fashion. Perhaps that would change my attitude. But what I say to my friends is that they need to ignore the attacks. They need to consider the source and realize that other people reading this either already know, or soon grasp, that the attacks are false and inappropriate. To my regret, my words usually fall on deaf ears.

Marx Dudek posted on this topic, “Resisting Negativity“. I just met Marx the other night at one of her great “Hip-Replacement Therapy” DJ sets. I loved her musical selections and good humor. Now I know that she is wise and articulate as well. She has said words that are worth heeding and said it better than most who attempt this topic. As she says, do not only resist responding to the negativity, but find something positive on which to exert your energy. To me, if you do that, you triumph truly. You contribute to tikkun olam.

Write on, Marxi.


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