“One night in SL”

Twitter can cause a lot of things to happen – some of them quite silly. On the 2nd July, Skate Foss, who owns the magnificent Matanzas sim (where she currently has two parcels available to rent, if you’re interested), tweeted the following observation:

This prompted me to reply:

No sooner had I said this than Misosusanowa and Abel Undercity had chipped-in with lines, leaving me with little choice but to join in :). There followed a short frenzy of tweets from Miso, Skate, Abel and Mistletoe Ethaniel and myself which together lead to the outline of a possible song. All that was needed was to pull it together in a manner that matched the phrasing and style of the original One Night In Bangkok, and fill-in some of the blanks, which I tinkered with yesterday and today.

So here, for your delight (or disapproval!), is One Night in SL. Again, note the aim was to channel the style of the original and inject a measure of SL-focused humour; it should not be taken as a serious commentary in any way shape, or form.

[THE LINDEN]
Second Life, virtual setting
Where the ressies don’t know what the Lindens are planning.
The creme de la creme of the mesh world in a
Sim with everything – but Phil Rosedale.

Time flies — doesn’t seem a minute
Since Linden World had the Primitars in it.
All change — don’t you know that when you
Rez at this level it’s no ordinary textures.

It’s 512 — or 1024 — or maxed-out — or —
or greyed-out!

[USERS]
One night in SL and the world’s your pixels
There’s bars and temples but the land ain’t cheap.
You’ll find a noob in every welcome area.
And if you’re Premium, 512 tier is free.
I can see a furry standing next to me.

[THE LINDEN]
One sim’s very like another
When your hair’s sticking out your butt there, brother.

[USERS]
It’s a drag, it’s a bore, it’s really such a pity
To be looking at the code, not looking at the blingy

[THE LINDEN]
Whaddya mean? When ya crawled through one crowded, laggy sim …

[USERS]
Prims, sculpts, copy and mod
Build your own and then sell it to pay rent.

[THE LINDEN]
Get Banned! We’re talking to a builder
Whose every upload is so superior.
He gets his kicks with LOD and physics, sunshine.

[USERS]
One night in SL makes an EA man Humble
Not much between prim counts and land impact.
One night in SL is all that Hamlet’s spent there
No longer working for the company.
I just wish a Mentor could walk next to me.

[THE LINDEN]
SL’s gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of creative fitness
This thrills me more than would fixing a
Laggy sim crossing or busted group chat.

And thank God I’m only defining the grid — controlling it —

I don’t see you guys rating
The kind of mesh I’m contemplating
I’d let you watch, I would invite you
But the builds we use would not excite you.

So, you better go back to your tarns, your coffins, your BDSM castles…

[USERS]
One night in SL and the world’s your pixels
There’s bars and temples but the land ain’t cheap.
You’ll find a noob in every welcome area
A little lag, a little bake fail to
Try a little relog and we’ll rez for you.

One night in SL makes an EA man Humble
Not much between prim counts and land impact.
One night in Ahern makes a hard man stumble.
Can’t be too careful with your company
I can feel a griefer walking next to me.

And for those that need reminding of the original:

With thanks to Skate, Mistletoe, Miso and Abel.

8 thoughts on ““One night in SL”

  1. *Cough cough* Dusty old corpses from the SL and RL attics… You’re starting to show your age. 😉 (And me too, in recognizing what you’re talking about.) All the noobs born this century we’ll soon call us Granny… and Grandpa. =^_^=

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    1. I was actually still somewhat young when the song came out & it was popular enough here to get a lot of air time that it made an impression (think it was the funky electronic treatment of Murray Head’s voice. Wasn’t until the early 90s that I actually go my head around the lyrics :).

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      1. LOL I meant that bringing Murray Head out of retirement was like dragging dusty old things out of the attic… Nothing else. Or else, I’m a mummy already! In 1984, I was… hmm… at a sweet age, as sung by Billy Idol a few years later. 😉

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