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Jazz Funeral!
Joe Essid
April 26, 2008 8:16 PM


Location: Big Easy Sim, Brass Section

You may have missed the party, but I managed to go not once, but twice, to a sim called “Big Easy” that really does a good job of capturing the spirit of the Crescent City.

This region was designed for charitable events, not pub-crawls or shopping, and recently I came across this from Linden Lab ®:

Update: Join us TODAY for the The Day of Remembrance, a new community event commemorating the life, spirit, and creativity of all the residents who have left us.

Interactive Installations:

Help build a temple and raise money to benefit the American Cancer Society’s Relay for Life. By touching the building materials, and making a donation, the temple will build itself before our eyes.

Walk in the Memorial Garden, where you can plant a flower for a resident who has died in Real Life.

Meditate in the Memorial temple, where you can light a candle for anyone you wish to remember.

Tenchi and I met to have a walk about New Orleans and find out when a jazz funeral would take place. We were pleasantly surprised to find a crowd of avatars, though the parade would take place some hours later.  We listened on our computers to amateur jazz players, as well as folk and rock musicians, playing live and streaming their music to the event.

We then strolled to the St. Louis cemetery, recreated in the virtual world and quite solitary and serene, compared to the ongoing activity in Jackson Square.  We both felt that this type of creative space captured the promise of Second Life quite well.  We had walked, not flown, to the cemetery, and even our wild outfits might be straight out of the real-life Big Easy, where one sees just about anything.

Thanks, Tenchi, for the idea for a hoo-doo man avatar.  My outfit brought to mind the sights and sounds of Marie Laveau’s House of Voodoo.

I returned later to march in a parade to commemorate those Second Lifer residents who have died in the past year. We ended up at a stage where a poet read an homage to the dead. 

Of course, on the way I had picked up a tuba and brought up the rear of the procession, behind a pink kitten in a schoolgirl outfit, a winged horse with gangsta bling, and a few ladies of the evening.

In other words, it was just like New Orleans in real life.  But at least I had found a community event in SL ™ not dedicated to making money or shooting things!

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