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MFX: Day 2...
17 years ago
Ok, sorry for anyone actually reading this and was expecting a post yesterday from MFX, but you'll soon see why that didn't happen. And btw, it's 1:38am, Monday morning as I type this, so please excuse lack of detail.
Got a reasonable night's sleep in after hanging around in the hotel, nattering away with fellow furrs, put together my little bag of goodies of what I would need for vjing later that night, and also decided it would be so much easier if I just stayed at the hotel after the gala-ball. After picking up the laptop from my folks, I made my way into the city. Upon arriving at the Hi-Fi (the venue for the evening's proceedings), two things happened: 1. I recognized their in-house sound guy, a real dick and the boyfriend of a good friend of mine. I quickly took my collar and con-badge off, not so much that I cared what he thought, I honestly didn't want to waste the mental energy on explaining the fandom, and I figured he'd be seeing a whole lot more later that evening anyways. I do have a feeling I'm going to get some interesting questions from my friend next time I see her though, hehe.
2. We quickly discovered that we did not have the screen we originally thought we were going to have. Can we hire a screen? Yes. How much? $200. Can we afford it? No. Ok. We eventually worked out that we could project the vision down onto the crowd from the mezzanine, and the projector we got to use from Kaz Couger's friends who were djing up in the chill-out area actually had a fair bit of kick to it. So, with the help of Jen and Kelt, I got everything set-up and working, went back to the hotel, got changed and headed back to the Hi-Fi.
The evening seemed to go off without a hitch: the meal was quite nice, the improv comedy show with 2 and Uncle Kage was fairly entertaining, but was more of, as they described it, a preview of their show the following evening, and with the bits that they can really only tell for an 18+ crowd. Then the inductees to the Australian Hall of Fame, with the assistance of Capt. Jack Sparrow, and then the dancing, to witch I retreated upstairs to work my vjing magic. The night went well, but I just couldn't enjoy myself because of the stress and politics of the afternoon, and just couldn't get my head out of that head space. But it looked cool and people seemed to be liking it, so that's the important thing. Went back to my room after it was all done around 2am and crashed...
Got a reasonable night's sleep in after hanging around in the hotel, nattering away with fellow furrs, put together my little bag of goodies of what I would need for vjing later that night, and also decided it would be so much easier if I just stayed at the hotel after the gala-ball. After picking up the laptop from my folks, I made my way into the city. Upon arriving at the Hi-Fi (the venue for the evening's proceedings), two things happened: 1. I recognized their in-house sound guy, a real dick and the boyfriend of a good friend of mine. I quickly took my collar and con-badge off, not so much that I cared what he thought, I honestly didn't want to waste the mental energy on explaining the fandom, and I figured he'd be seeing a whole lot more later that evening anyways. I do have a feeling I'm going to get some interesting questions from my friend next time I see her though, hehe.
2. We quickly discovered that we did not have the screen we originally thought we were going to have. Can we hire a screen? Yes. How much? $200. Can we afford it? No. Ok. We eventually worked out that we could project the vision down onto the crowd from the mezzanine, and the projector we got to use from Kaz Couger's friends who were djing up in the chill-out area actually had a fair bit of kick to it. So, with the help of Jen and Kelt, I got everything set-up and working, went back to the hotel, got changed and headed back to the Hi-Fi.
The evening seemed to go off without a hitch: the meal was quite nice, the improv comedy show with 2 and Uncle Kage was fairly entertaining, but was more of, as they described it, a preview of their show the following evening, and with the bits that they can really only tell for an 18+ crowd. Then the inductees to the Australian Hall of Fame, with the assistance of Capt. Jack Sparrow, and then the dancing, to witch I retreated upstairs to work my vjing magic. The night went well, but I just couldn't enjoy myself because of the stress and politics of the afternoon, and just couldn't get my head out of that head space. But it looked cool and people seemed to be liking it, so that's the important thing. Went back to my room after it was all done around 2am and crashed...
