You may remember me pouring out my heart and soul to my faithful readers in an effort to score some cash for Guitar Hero & an XBox (here). Despite the fact that none of you donated (thanks a lot), Santa brought J & I some cash and Target gift cards for Christmas. Yay Fat Guy in the Red Suit!
J & I went off to our local Tar-jay on Friday night. And spent 20 minutes looking at the XBox systems and debating which one we wanted, before deciding that Target just didn’t have the one we wanted, nor did any other Target in Southeastern Massachusetts. Target did have a spiffy pink controller that I bought myself so we’d be ready when we did find the right system. Then I spent the rest of the night pouting about not getting the XBox. When I buy something big, I think about it for awhile, then, when I go to purchase it, I want it right.that.minute. I know, its a bit Veruca Salt-ish, but whatever.
The next day, I set out to find the XBox while J was at work. After four stores in 3 cities, I found it! At the Walmart 3/4 mile from my apartment. Where I obviously should have gone first. I set it up on my own (yellow plug in yellow hole, red plug in red hole, check!), J picked up Guitar Hero 3 on his way home from work, and we were good to go.
After 36 hours of almost non-stop Guitar Hero playing, I can proudly say I am getting better. I can’t even remember the last time I got booed off stage! But I have noticed a few things:
One is that I hurt. My fingers on my left hand from the death grip I have on the neck. The fingers on my right hand hurt because I think I have to strum with my thumb and hold the bottom of the guitar with my fingers. And my arm hurts from leaning it against the guitar. Plus, my contacts are drying out because I’m afraid to blink. Secondly, I simply can’t do too many things at once. I can pretty much only handle hitting one button and strumming, and I sometimes even forget to strum. If I try to lift the neck for star power or use the whammy bar, I miss a note. Then I made the mistake of trying to sing “When You Were Young” while playing it. That was not pretty. I can barely even listen to the music. Lastly, I can’t even think while playing. I just have to do it. If I do well, I get excited and miss the next 20 notes. I have to stick out my tongue and just go. And I must stand to be even half way decent.
J is doing much better than I am. Except when he tries to play drums instead of the guitar. And he wasn’t to happy with the way he preformed in his battle against Tom Morello (Rage Against the Machine). He has declared war on Slash, though. He’s a bit of a showoff. I laugh at him when he does leg kicks and spins, then misses a bunch of notes. But that’s the game’s fault, of course.
I am a bit worried about him, though. Even when the game is off, he still sees a moving screen and dots. It reminds me of when I played a lot of Tetris and would see the squares when I tried to sleep at night. And speaking of seeing things, our TV is looking kind of tiny. We’ll need a HD Plasma soon. I’ll get the Pay-Pal set up right away.
Updated: Right after I posted this, I got booed off stage during “One” by Metllica. And “Cult of Personality.” I felt like I had to confess my failure to you all.