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[Funky podcast at the end of this post.]
[Come and dance to the FUNK Fridays at -=CLOCKWORK=-from 8-9 following 2 hours of DJ keTchUp!]

Thanks for asking. Mostly, it’s been a relief — and that wound is finally gone, thank goodness! But I’d be lying if I told you being transformed into the Hulk wasn’t disorienting. It’s not easy being someone else. Has that ever happened to you?

I’m getting caught up on unfinished business. We moved the funk show to 8-9 on Fridays, so we had to change the name. After a thrilling first elimination round, we’re ready for the final competition! If you came up with the winning name, you’ll win a date with the lovely Sable Slade! For runners up, we have some lovely runner-up prizes like a toaster oven or something.

Who’s in the running, you want to know? Well, of the 16 elimination choices, Chestnut came up with 1, I came up with 4, Sable came up with 1, Wrath came up with 2, and Xaxoqual came up with 6! Does that add up to 16?

Good luck to everybody!



funk for the masses | 15 February 2008: play or right-click here to download.

Set list:

War: The World is a Ghetto
Cyril Neville: Tell Me What’s On Your Mind
Eli “Paperboy” Reed & The True Loves: The Satisfier
Fatboy Slim: You’re Not From Brighton
Positive K: I Got A Man
Eddie Roberts: Georgio’s Brother (lack Of Afro Remix)
Vicki Anderson: Don’t Throw Your Love In The Garbage Can
The Explorers: Countdown To … Soul
MC Solaar: La Musique Adoucit les Moeurs
Parliament: Bop Gun
The Sherwoods: Cheaper By The Dozen
The J.B.’s: Hot Pants Road
Ron Holden: Need Ya
The New Mastersounds: 102%
Bob Marley & The Wailers: Could This Be Love
James Brown: It’s A Man’s Man’s Man’s World
Aretha Franklin: Bridge Over Troubled Waters


The Return of Esteban Moody!

[Funky podcast at the end of this post.]
[Come and dance to the FUNK Fridays at -=CLOCKWORK=-from 8-9 following 2 hours of DJ keTchUp!]

I am no longer the Hulk, dear readers. I am someone else.

Last Friday, here’s how it happened:

[18:11] Preston: Hey yo Este
[18:13] Preston: Sable
[18:13] Preston: Hey :-)
[18:13] Sable: Hey Preston
[18:14] Sable: Is Esteban ok…lol
[18:14] Preston: He hasn’t answered me yet
[18:14] Preston: So, no?
[18:14] Preston: Lol
[18:15] Sable: Hmm…that doesn’t sound good
[18:15] Preston: Este you’re morphing back to your old self?
[18:16] Sable: No more Hulk?
[18:16] Preston: The cut has healed
[18:16] Sable: oooo…
[18:17] Preston: Lol
[18:17] Sable: Maybe we should call 911
[18:17] Preston: Call in reinforcements
[18:17] Sable: Medic!
[18:17] Preston: we need assistance
[18:18] Sable: Este can you hear us?
[18:18] Preston: Where’s Ben when we need a bullhorn
[18:18] Sable: lol
[18:18] Sable: wait i have just the thing
[18:19] Megaphone shouts: Esteban!
[18:19] Sable: Hmmmm….
[18:19] Preston: Lol
[18:19] Preston: Maybe he goes into a cocoon-like state?
[18:20] Sable: Oh maybe
[18:20] Sable: We should take pics…the rebirth of Esteban Moody

[18:56] Mygdala: cheers darling
[18:56] Romana: Esteban….wake up!!!!
[18:56] Preston: He’s in a morphing state ma’am
[18:57] Mygdala: ah ok that makes sense
[18:57] Romana: Myg…we are going to have to perform surgery on Esteban
[18:57] Mygdala: are we qualified?
[18:57] Romana: please get me 30 cc’s of jive, stat!
[18:57] Mygdala: I’m definitely not wearing the right outfit
[18:57] Romana: haha!
[18:58] Romana: my father is a doctor, so I’m qualified
[18:58] Mygdala: well thank god
[18:58] Mygdala: either way I’m changing clothes thou
[18:58] Romana: me too…let’s put on our surgery gear
[18:58] Mygdala: I don’t have any
[18:58] Mygdala: damn
[18:58] Romana: haha
[18:58] Mygdala: I was thinking something smexy
[18:59] Romana: haha
[18:59] Mygdala rummages through her closet
[18:59] Mygdala: because it’s the WEEKEND!
[18:59] Mygdala: where the hell is that sable?
[18:59] Mygdala: Rain?
[18:59] Mygdala: wha happen?
[19:00] Romana: ok…i changed clothes…now I’m qualified to operate on Esteban
[19:00] Mygdala: I think I have rubber gloves in here somewhere
[19:00] Romana: by the way…Myg…did I tell you today that I loved you?
[19:00] Mygdala: ok I’ll scrub the floor when I’m done
[19:00] Romana: ok, now time to operate on Esteban
[19:00] Mygdala: I love you too Romana!
[19:00] Benjamin: gloves? lol…you’re not making a sandwich there, cmon
[19:01] Mygdala: I need a mask now
[19:01] Romana: ok, the first thing we need is something to put her to sleep
[19:01] Romana: who is the anesthesiologist here?
[19:01] Mygdala: you are
[19:02] Romana: dammit jim, I’m a doctor not an anesthesiologist!
[19:02] Mygdala: are you too wasted?
[19:02] Alexander: you are one hot nurse/doc/anesthesiologist
[19:02] Mygdala: Who has drugs?
[19:02] Alexander: ok, I’ll hit him in the head with a hammer
[19:02] Mygdala: No wait – Alex, of course
[19:02] Alexander: lol
[19:02] Alexander: you know it
[19:02] Romana: oh shit…am I a nurse or a doctor…I can’t remember
[19:02] Alexander: god, I’d love to be an anesthesiologist
[19:03] Alexander: I’d breath all the gas

[19:57] Esteban: wha’…?
[19:57] Sable shouts: ESTEBAN!!!
[19:57] Preston: He’s back
[19:57] Elusyve: all the shouting woke Esteban up
[19:57] Esteban: …..huh?
[19:57] Alexander: Esteban stirs!
[19:57] cranach shouts: Welcome back to the rl Esteban!
[19:57] Esteban: …..where am i?
[19:57] Sable: dude we called 911 like an hour ago for you
[19:57] Alexander: Este? you’ve been in some kinda coma
[19:57] Esteban: wha’ happened?
[19:58] Preston: Hulk go
[19:58] Esteban: and why am i wearing these ridiculous purple shorts?
[19:58] Alexander: um, you were the Hulk?
[19:58] Sable: Hulk like purple
[19:58] cranach: ^^ i love your purple pants*
[19:58] Mygdala: Hi all
[19:58] Esteban: the Hulk? oh get real
[19:58] cranach: Hello Mygdala~~welcome to clock work~~
[19:58] Preston: Lol
[19:58] Romana: hello mYG!
[19:59] Alexander: um, look at your Flickr stream
[19:59] Mygdala: why thank you Cranach!
[19:59] Preston: Yo Este we haven’t met then, lol
[19:59] Esteban: i have the worst headache…
[19:59] Alexander: Este, Preston, Preston, Esteban
[20:00] Alexander: your hawk is purple too
[20:00] Esteban: Preston? That sounds familiar somehow
[20:00] Mygdala: Shhhh Esteban is coming out of a fugue state
[20:00] Esteban: purple? WTF
[20:00] Alexander: yeah, you were here as Hulk, blah blah blah
[20:00] Preston: We’re neighbors, buddy
[20:00] Alexander: yeah, your tie too
[20:00] Esteban: what’s all this about the gulk
[20:01] Esteban: the hulk
[20:01] Romana: a psyochogenic fugue state
[20:01] Esteban: Jesus, what am I wearing?
[20:01] Alexander: are you ready to git down?
[20:01] Romana: Esteban…are you ok???
[20:01] Preston: Lol
[20:01] Alexander: get on the motherfucking decks Este!

I sure am glad that’s over. . . ?

funk for the masses | 8 February 2008: play or right-click here to download.

Set list:

Maynard Ferguson: Gonna Fly Now
Bee Gees: Stayin’ Alive
Kool And The Gang feat Jamiroquoi: Hollywood Swingin’
Quazar: Funk ‘n’ Roll
Fatboy Slim: Santa Cruz
Titan: Corazon
The Dismasters: Small Time Hustler
Jay-Z feat. The Dap Kings: Prince of Ballard
Societys Bag: Let It Crawl
Carleen & The Groovers: The Thing
Freddy Robinson & Tall Paul Hankins: The Hawk
Booker T. & The M.G.’s: Lady Madonna
John KaSandra: (What’s Under) The Natural Do
Charles Bradley and the Menahan Street Band: The World (Is Going Up In Flames)
Natacha Atlas: (It’s A Mans’s Man’s) Man’s World
Dinah Washington: Smoke Gets in Your Eyes

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Hulk Diary

Hulk make diary for friends.

Hulk not puny Esteban Moody. Puny Esteban Moody turned into Hulk by puny human Burgess set off nuclear bomb radiation.

Puny Esteban Moody think too much, confuse Hulk with hard posts to read on blog M is for Myg.

Hulk still have big wound. Hulk not know why. Hulk supposed to regenerate. Hulk want answer!

Hulk like purple. Purple Hulk favorite!

Hulk like: DJ and dance at Clockwork! All puny human friends there. Hulk take lots of pictures! Also friends cranach and Burgess take pictures too! Also new friend Gragoyle who is metal rat or dog. Hulk not know.

Funk Hulk favorite! Hulk play only best funk. Hulk play hip-hop and disco too, if funky! Everyone like Hulk play music and dance. Hulk say w00t! w00t!

What else Hulk say? Hulk want all kids stay in school and eat vegetables, grow strong like Hulk. Hulk no eat meat. Hulk say meat murder.

Hulk post podcast! Funky Belly! Jackson 5! JAMES BROWN! Hulk friends listen at work, dance in cubicle!

funk for the masses | 7 January 2008: play or right-click here to download.

Set list:

Detroit Emeralds: You Want It, You Got It
Warren Lee: Funky Belly
Porgy Jones: Catch Joe Potato
Betty Davis: Anti Love Song
Chris Joss: Shellah V.
Gorillaz: Feel Good Inc (Single Edit)
Talking Heads: Uh-Oh, Love Comes to Town
Jackson 5: I Want You Back
Cerrone: Love In C Minor
MF Doom: Vinca Rosea (Volume 9)
Glass Candy: Beatific
H2 So4: Over You
KANOPUS: Time Heals
James Brown: Don’t Tell A Lie About Me and I Won’t Tell The Truth About You
Bill Withers: Harlem
Billy Vera & Judy Clay: Do Right Woman – Do Right Man


The Wax Museum

What did you imagine you would see at the apocalypse? Certainly not me, I’d guess. Maybe the bird flu or something with seven heads? “Knowledge shall be increased.”

Remember that dream where you’re in the old house and you look out the kitchen window? You’d forgotten the horse in the barn! Did that really happen? It was so long ago. Your father said to take care of her. Has she starved to death? How could you have forgotten? Slowly you approach the painted door.

Write on a scroll what you see and send it to the seven churches: to Ephesus, Smyrna, Pergamum, Thyatira, Sardis, Philadelphia and Laodicea.

I am already in the time after time. I am looking back — or out or inside or whatever it is. I am already the horse in the barn, and I want you to know that I am all right. My coat is dappled. My teeth are clean and strong. Take a breath. You were just a child, and others took care of me. That was their job.

There was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour.

Smell my coat. Check my ears. There’s nothing to forgive.


funk for the masses | 26 November 2007: play or right-click here to download.

funk for the masses | 12 November 2007: play or right-click here to download.

Set list | 26 November:

El Michels Affair: Too Late To Turn Back
Labi Siffre: I Got the…
Common: I Have A Dream
Arrested Development: Tennessee
Ohmega Watts: What’s It Worth
Indeep: Last Night a DJ Saved My Life
Donna Summer: Hot Stuff
The Bamboos: Voodoo Doll
MF Doom: Agrimony
Eric B. & Rakim: Keep The Beat
Lefties Soul Connection: Freaky Frankie
Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings: Be Easy
Billy Preston: Slippin’ And Slidin’
Cibo Matto: Sugar Water
Blue Scholars: Back Home

Set list | 12 November:

The Dansettes: Oh My!
Marilyn Barbarin: Reborn
Nicole Willis & The Soul Investigators: Keep Reachin’ Up
Ridillo: Mangio Amore
BarKays: Shake Your Rump to the Funk
Kinky: Una Linea De Luz
The Harlem Experiment: One For Jackie (192)
Average White Band: School Boy Crush
Dave Baby Cortez: I Turned You On
The J.B.’s: Gimme Some More
Jimmy Brown: Chain of Fools
Shawn Lee’s Ping Pong Orchestra: Rehab
Brown Brothers of Soul: Cholo
Georgie Fame: El Bandido
Jimmy McGriff: Fat Cakes
A.D.C. Band: That’s Life
Orgone: Who Knows Who?
Anna King: If Somebody Told You


Winter in Topgol

Ice-skating in Topgol Park.


From time to time I remember. Back when we were human, we lived on Earth. That’s really what we called it. Why not just call it “Dirt”? All our energy came from a star. Most of us lived in Asia. After my mother died, my father took me to live in Kuala Lumpur, where for a while he fell in love with a translator. She was a Buddhist, her parents Chinese. In an effort to bond with me, she took me to the Tambun Caves, but I was a child, too young to appreciate some scratching on a wall. Could you go back in time? How would you fight the dinosaurs? I wanted to go back to Dublin for Christmas and eat chocolates. Are these memories mine? We’re not as distinct as we used to be, are we? Maybe it was me scratching on that wall? My hands were hairy. I made a tapir. Was I the translator? My Teochew is rusty, but at least I could ask Grandmother how her day was. I fell in love with an Irishman, but he saw his dead wife’s eyes in the glance of his odd son. A Spanish name. He looked like a little girl and was sadly wise beyond his years. If I make a tapir, the tapir-spirit takes me and I can hide among the rocks.

Funk for the Masses tonight and every Monday night from 8-9 SLT at Clockwork!

Last week’s set was choice:

funk for the masses | 5 November 2007: Right click here to download the podcast.

Set list:

Black Heat: Chip’s Funk
M. Ali & J. Tucker: Champs Jerk
Tribe Called Quest: Award Tour
De La Soul: Me Myself And I
Digital Underground: No Nose Job
Prince: Gett Off
The Ramrods: Soultrain
Bull & The Matadors: The Funky Judge
Hunt’s Determination: Rollerskate
Ming + FS: Hijack the Disco
Tosca: Worksong
The Groove Merchants: There´s Got To Be Someone For Me
Hank Ballard: How You Gonna Get Respect (When You Haven’t Cut Your Process Yet)
A.D.C. Band: Long Stroke
The Poets of Rhythm: Survival of the Freshest
Eddy Senay: Ain’t No Sunshine (instrumental)
Nina Simone: I Want A Little In My Bowl


Monday will come.

There’s been a lot of shit going down in Second Life these days. People gone nutty. People just, fucking, gone. My dear friend Lisa Takao, for one – our very own M is for Myg staffer. She’s gone. Like gone, gone, gone. We knew she had to take off for awhile for work related reasons, but we thought she’d come back. She didn’t. And well, all we can say is we miss you and we sure as hell hope wherever you are, you’re okay.

Then Johnny Skosh, just this week, tore the fucking whole of Dead City right out of the god damned air in Deadwood. Not two weeks, I think, after we posted here how grand it was. Grand infuckingdeed. Dude just split, kicked all the tenants out, said sayonara assholes, in not so many words. “Dead City is going down with me.” Or some shit to that effect. Now it seems he’s gone too.

But fret not, M is for Myg fans. While maybe we can’t count on avatar stability, we can always count on Monday. Well maybe not always, but we can count on this Monday anyway. Alex will be at some “gradual skool” meeting, but having had the taste for attention and the flair for headphones, yours truly will come partner with Esteban Moody to bring you your dose of the anti-Monday jam.

This photo is by Gigmonger, a great SL photographer, my new friend and one of our Dead City tenants who recently got bum blasted by the recent Johnny Skosh flake out. It’s here because I’m wearing headphones. And because I’ve been slack in the picture taking department lately.

So got it? If you want it, come get it tomorrow night.

Me, starring as the DJ in the gripping set, “Shit I Like,” a sonic pallette selected for the guitar dork.
Catch it Monday, 11/5/07 at 7pm SLT.

Then come for Esteban’s funky stuff, immediately after, 8pm SLT-9pm SLT.

You know where, right? Clockwork, Mainline, Topgol 225, 143, 54



I was talking to dandellion about economics. Money is another one of those things, like a smell, right? What is it again? Something that’s worth nothing that we all pretend is worth everything? Oh come on now! Digits speeding through a wire? Don’t stop believing! Remember that nightmare? A mountain falls into a hole. Sweet Jesus, why am I naked? This wasn’t here an hour ago!

That can’t be right. You need an alchemist to explain the transformations. A hundred bodies turn into Christmas ornaments. The ugly become beautiful, and the beautiful grotesque. I become a tree. A tree becomes a log. The log is shredded into bits. The pulp flows out like cream. I’m shipped in rolls, cut and bound. I look up at you from the best-seller table.

Everywhere, we’re turned into money, our thoughts slotting like coins into parking meters. Don’t confuse desire with demand. God damn the Lindens. Everyone else does the work — and then you tax them for it! Who built this house? Who lives here? ‘Tis “an enchanted, perverted, topsy-turvy world.”

Everyone knows that the opposite of money is art. Take it apart. It’s worth nothing if it’s free. I want nothing in return. Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

funk for the masses | 29 October 2007: play or right click here to download the podcast.

Set list:

The Pimps Of Joytime: PJT’s High Steppin
Earth’s Delight: Junkie’s Hustle
Earth, Wind & Fire: Mighty Mighty
Lil’ Lavair & The Fabulous Jades: Cold Heat
Stevie Wonder: Don’t You Worry ‘Bout A Thing
The Isley Brothers: I Turned You On
Black Street feat. Dr. Dre: No Diggity
Big Audio Dynamite: Rush
Basement Jaxx: Do Your Thing
Bastian: Sturdy
Simian Mobile Disco: Hustler
CSS: Music Is My Hot, Hot Sex
David Bowie: Fame
Average White Band: Person to Person
Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings: Nobody’s Baby
Cheryl Barnes: Easy to Be Hard


Mothership Connection

Don’t forget to make the mothership connection tonight at Topgol’s emporium of funk. I mean Clockwork. DJ keTchUp does his thing from 6-8. Then shake your bootay to the true funk from 8-9. If you’re lucky, Axiom will show in her fearsome steampunk flagship!

Get yourself in the mood by listening to these delicious podcasts!

funk for the masses | 15 October 2007: Right click here to download the podcast.

funk for the masses | 22 October 2007: Right click here to download the podcast.

Set lists after the break.

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