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Maximillion Kleene's Interests
General
MUSIC!!! listening and performing...
movies, sports...YouTube
Music
All-time favourites...Foo Fighters, Pearl Jam, Nirvana, Blind Melon, Tragically Hip, The Lowest of The Low, NIN, Sex Pistols, The Police, The BareNaked Ladies (will add more as I remember them). Presently, I have a facination/obsesssion with Jack Johnson's cool, laid-back groovy style and Jason Mraz's hip hop, groovy style...................................
Posting this just for kicks...enjoy
Movies
Donnie Darko, Dazed and Confused, The Waking Life, The Virgin Suicides, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Stand By Me, The Commitments, Solaris, The Evil Dead Trilogy, Men in Black, (if I had to pick a chick-flick) When Harry Met Sally, (if I had to pick a musical) Moulin Rouge, (Documentaries) Standing in The Shadows of Motown, Dog-town and Z-boys...and so on...
Television
Family Guy, Simpsons... I don't watch much TV...I like to watch the big games in any sport
Books
Alex Garland's The Beach, Douglas Adams' The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Michael Crighton
Heroes
people who have been to hell and back and can still smile
About me: I am a Second Life Live Musician performing (pretty much) nightly in-world at various live music venues in Second Life. My gig is solo acoustic guitar with vocals covering popular and well-loved songs, old and new, with obscure favourites of mine thrown in, touching on rock, pop, alternative, old country, emo, rock-folk, Canadiana, and hip-hop. I also own a private venue where I present exclusive shows of my favourite SL musicians in a laid-back, relaxing beach bonfire setting called "The Zone!" I've written and performed an original song called Never Despair and I will have a version of it posted here soon. I hope to write, perform, record and post a few more originals soon...in the meantime, I'm having fun doing my thing in Second Life and developing as a musician and songwriter. Here are some audio/video samples of my in-world performances...Thanks to rpbizzle aka Robert69 Little
I'm posting this simply, because it's amazing...enjoy...
Who I'd like to meet: ALL musicians...
ALL music lovers...
ALL female fans of Prince *wink*...
Drew Barrymore-I just think we'd get along famously...
Muhamed Ali-because he was the Greatest(self-proclaimed)
hey Max! Great show today at The Point! I have posted SL photos of it at www. flickr. com/photos/starz33 If anyone is interested! We had a blast! Thanks so much for what you do!
Hey Max! Thanks so much for the friendship ad! I will continue to bring my friends to your SL shows! Thanks for the Beautiful Music! Have a Wonderful Day!
Max!!! Thanks for the add. I am very much looking forward to seeing play the Grande Reopening of The Sound Factory. See you there...May 15th 2008 6pm-7pm SLT. Peace!!!
What makes us different? The colour of your hair, Your music, Your friends, No one has the right to define us Everythings a mess, Your picked on for being different, Nothing or no one can make you unhappy with out your consent, No one has the right to judge, Patronise, Hurt, Or abuse you in anyway its not their right, So think of yourself as unique, One of a kind, Be proud of that- speak up Tell someone you have a right, Don't let them take away that right...
The dew upon the clover falls As night time ends and morning calls The moss upon the ancient walls Does clad the resting stones, The leaves upon the languid trees So still the dawn there is no breeze The subtle shades of autumn's frieze With gold and amber tones.
The cobwebs shine in thickets dense And hedgerows of the hawthorn fence Droplets hang on threads and whence The silken nets do stay, And as the sun does rise into The misty skies of palest blue The softest rays are shining through This cold September day.
And as the mist begins to clear The songbirds I begin to hear Warm my heart with gentle cheer Amid the morning air, As I walk by the fields so brown All ploughed and furrowed up and down I head towards the smoky town And dream of summers fair. ANDREW BLAKEMORE Love Indi xoxo
April, and the last of the plum blossoms scatters on the black grass before dawn. The sycamore, the lime, the struck pine inhale the first pale hints of sky. An iron day, I think, yet it will come dazzling, the light rise from the belly of leaves and pour burning from the cups of poppies. The mockingbird squawks from his perch, fidgets, and settles back. The snail, awake for good, trembles from his shell and sets sail for China. My hand dances in the memory of a million vanished stars.