Yeah, I'm closer to 40 than 14, but that doesn't mean I can't pretend to be in that band I always wanted to be in. And no, I can't play the guitar for real, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy the tar out of this game. In fact, that's the whole POINT. The second version of this Playstation 2 diversion, called Guitar Hero as you can see here, just came out, but I'm too busy woodshedding on a borrowed version of the first one to care about that yet. At first, I sucked so thoroughly the game kicked me out of the song and the crowd booed. Yet now, I can successfully hit 80-96% of the notes on average of tunes ranging from Boston's "More Than A Feeling" to Audioslave's "Cochise." The cool thing is, songs you don't even like much and dismiss as crap, you get new respect for when you try to play them. You also learn how Nikki Sixx must have felt when his fingers and forearms ached from the amount of rockin' he was doing, but...
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Amanda: I reckon we're in similar tizzies right now.
Have a drink for me, we both need it.
BOP: We do indeed.
I can see blogging is as time-consuming on your side of the pond that it is on the European one...
Thanks for passing by on my blog. Some of the posts you may find rather strident and provocative. There's no denying, that's my style... ;-)
Anyhow, here's a post that was meant to be most amicable. Hope you enjoy it...
Cheers...
Flocon