My intense dislike for the Fables's version of Snow White encouraged me to make the Big Bad Wolf very bad.
Stupid Snow White. Stupid Fables.
My intense dislike for the Fables's version of Snow White encouraged me to make the Big Bad Wolf very bad.
Stupid Snow White. Stupid Fables.
Are the Wonderstuff playing with the HCE from Finnegan's Wake? Dunno.
Don't care.
Saw these guys open for Siouxsie. Lead singer drained a full bottle of Jim by the end of the set, and yet, they only played about eight songs.
The old man is doing bits from Steven Wright. Or else Steven Wright stole all of his material from this video. Somehow I doubt that.
In grad school, I very nearly came to blows at a party with a guy concerning the quality of the Pet Shop Boys music (and, perhaps, specifically the Please album?). Sarra restrained my uglier instincts. Probably for the best.
Probably.
From the soundtrack to Cunt, where its inappropriateness (the purity of sentimental 50s doo-wop) breathes a beautiful irony into the game's otherwise grotesque subject matter.
Still though, internally the song speaks of its own self contradictions with its off beats and the intentional break up of its own flow. It acknowledges its own quaint and antique nature with the sounds of dead technology (the sound of the needle on the record embedded in the music itself) punctuating its themes of inspiration and care. Its very wrongness makes it so right. It declares its own quixotic nature.
I'm off hiatus.
To be honest, I didn't know that I was on hiatus, but I haven't written about anything since at least mid-February.
So, I'm off hiatus with the following piece on Device 6 and the manner in which games diminish personal identity while creating the illusion of significance for the player.
Oddly, I actually think it's pretty good. Hmmm... maybe i needed a hiatus.
“One in a million, that is you”: Device 6 and the Decentralization of Player Identity