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But am I doing anything?
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Guitar Hero
If you're at all like me (probably not, but if so, you have my condolences), you've played the air guitar at least a few times in your life. Admit it. You've bounced around your apartment flailing your invisible air guitar to Master of Puppets. You've put an empty hand up to your mouth and belted out the lyrics to Back in Black. Finally, for the rock star in all of us, there is a game. That game is Guitar Hero.
Guitar Hero is to cool guitar god wanna-bes what Dance Dance Revolution is to people who wish they could have gotten on MTV's The Grind just once. You have a controller that you hold in your hands that looks like this:
And as notes scroll by on the on screen fretboard, you press the accorded button, and hit the strum bar. You have thus commenced rocking.
Whoever was in charge of selecting the music for Guitar Hero deserves a Grammy Award--or at least a raise. For a game like this, the soundtrack is practically impeccable. Rather than going for the MTV crowd, this game is chock full of riffs that will open your stance and get your head banging back and forth.
None of the songs are the original recordings, but the recreations have been so lovingly crafted that you'll have a difficult time telling the difference. The track list runs the gamut from metal romps like Judas Priest's "You've Got another Thing Coming" to Joan Jett's seminal '80s rocker "I Love Rock and Roll" to recent jams like Franz Ferdinand's "Take me Out." The list goes on and on with favorites like Motorhead's "Ace of Spades," The Ramones' "I Wanna Be Sedated," and a smattering of power punk hits from groups like Sum 41. If you're even vaguely into rock music, you'll find something to like across the game's 30-plus songs. The only downer is that there are no AC/DC or Led Zepplin tracks, but there has to be something for the sequel, right?
The other thing that's reasonably fun about the game is that it's almost as fun to watch someone play as it is to play it. When you're playing, you're concentrating on the buttons and rhythm, not the song or the band... so when someone else has a turn you get to see all the cool and crazy thing your guy does!
Guitar Hero is to cool guitar god wanna-bes what Dance Dance Revolution is to people who wish they could have gotten on MTV's The Grind just once. You have a controller that you hold in your hands that looks like this:
And as notes scroll by on the on screen fretboard, you press the accorded button, and hit the strum bar. You have thus commenced rocking.
Whoever was in charge of selecting the music for Guitar Hero deserves a Grammy Award--or at least a raise. For a game like this, the soundtrack is practically impeccable. Rather than going for the MTV crowd, this game is chock full of riffs that will open your stance and get your head banging back and forth.
None of the songs are the original recordings, but the recreations have been so lovingly crafted that you'll have a difficult time telling the difference. The track list runs the gamut from metal romps like Judas Priest's "You've Got another Thing Coming" to Joan Jett's seminal '80s rocker "I Love Rock and Roll" to recent jams like Franz Ferdinand's "Take me Out." The list goes on and on with favorites like Motorhead's "Ace of Spades," The Ramones' "I Wanna Be Sedated," and a smattering of power punk hits from groups like Sum 41. If you're even vaguely into rock music, you'll find something to like across the game's 30-plus songs. The only downer is that there are no AC/DC or Led Zepplin tracks, but there has to be something for the sequel, right?
The other thing that's reasonably fun about the game is that it's almost as fun to watch someone play as it is to play it. When you're playing, you're concentrating on the buttons and rhythm, not the song or the band... so when someone else has a turn you get to see all the cool and crazy thing your guy does!
Monday, November 06, 2006
When we write things, in print, black and white, it makes things more real, like we're owning it or something. Emily has said things not unlike this several times, and as I'm sitting here looking at my seldomly updated blog as of late, I wonder... maybe lately I've been liking things to be less real? Reality is stressful, and I like to escape. That's why I like books, movies, video games... for just a little while I get to be someone else or at least somewhere else. Not that where or who I am is bad (NOT AT ALL!) but that... getting away is like a little vacation in my head.
Friday, November 03, 2006
Death to the travelogue!
I haven't been posting. My life in a nutshell:
Work, work work, wife wife wife, skunk, skunk, play play on computer, damn I wish I could have a cheeseburger, sleep.
There's stuff going on in and around it but I've become pretty mundane. Skye commented something the other day, "I really want you to be around when we're old farts to talk about the good times." I've always thought, what's so great about being old? I don't mean the whole life is over when you're 50 crap, but like... the tail end nursing home years... what's great about sitting in a room waiting for the nurse to bring the jello and wishing the grandkids would call? I suppose the sponge bathing could be sublime, but still. I think I'll start hoping for early onset dementia. One of the most mentally ill people I know is one of the happiest. He's never alone, and people are always happy to see him... in his head. We should all be so lucky. If it happens to me, y'all can be sitting around talking and I'll be sitting there singing a song to myself about daffodils that look like pudding pops or something.
The counter opinion in my head just now points out that this isn't too different from what I currently do in most social settings.
Sigh.
Work, work work, wife wife wife, skunk, skunk, play play on computer, damn I wish I could have a cheeseburger, sleep.
There's stuff going on in and around it but I've become pretty mundane. Skye commented something the other day, "I really want you to be around when we're old farts to talk about the good times." I've always thought, what's so great about being old? I don't mean the whole life is over when you're 50 crap, but like... the tail end nursing home years... what's great about sitting in a room waiting for the nurse to bring the jello and wishing the grandkids would call? I suppose the sponge bathing could be sublime, but still. I think I'll start hoping for early onset dementia. One of the most mentally ill people I know is one of the happiest. He's never alone, and people are always happy to see him... in his head. We should all be so lucky. If it happens to me, y'all can be sitting around talking and I'll be sitting there singing a song to myself about daffodils that look like pudding pops or something.
The counter opinion in my head just now points out that this isn't too different from what I currently do in most social settings.
Sigh.
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