November 11th, 2007
|12:54 am - I'VE GOT BLISTERS ON ME FINGERS|
When I close my eyes, I see colorful dots and elongated exclamation marks marching together down my field of vision in different formations. Sometimes the dots are stars.
And when I see a bunch of green and yellow ones marching not-quite-abreast in front of some blue and orange ones with red and yellow and green and blue close behind and no gaps in between, I think oh, fuck.
I still love you, Rev. Horton Heat. And you, Rush. And you, Iggy Pop. And you, Dick Dale, and all of you Allman Brothers too. But someone's gotta pay for a set of replacement fingers and once I figure out which of you deserves the invoice the most, I'm sending it out.
I had the same problem after playing too much of the first Guitar Hero.
Also: "Search & Destroy" = awesome fun.
Favorite thing to do right now is take Eddie Knox in his Vegas outfit, give him the Gibson Firebird with custom leopard skin finish, stick him in The Rat or Blackout Bar, and play Rock This Town.
NEEDS MORE ROCKABILLY
|Date:||November 11th, 2007 04:37 pm (UTC)|| |
I got to play GH2 last night. I feel your pain.
|Date:||November 12th, 2007 05:25 pm (UTC)|| |