The Great White Cop Out

May 30, 2012 § Leave a comment

As I reviewed what I had written for last week’s post, I realized that it wasn’t actually what I wanted to do with that chapter. It was supposed to be a more surreal investigation into who and what Amira considered herself to be, but it came off as a straight-forward description of things that Amira had done.

Rather than be about who she was, it was justwhatshe had done. This proved to be an interesting problem. It wasn’t so easy as going back and tweaking a few lines or adding a few paragraphs; it required a top-to-bottom overhaul. That, in and of itself, is not that weird. In another of my projects, I had to go back, chop up, and discard several quality chapters strictly because I had changed my opinion on how the story was going further down the line.

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Your Reassuring Thought For The Day

May 28, 2012 § Leave a comment

Abraham Lincoln never learned how to properly tie his tie.

Is that supposed to be a bow tie? Because it looks more like a blow tie *snicker*

 

John still thinks Abe looks rather dashing.

Waiting For Home

May 27, 2012 § 1 Comment

Week 21: Waiting for Sunrise by William Boyd

It’s no secret that I love Europe. Don’t get me wrong; Canada is the best place in the world and yes, that means I’m talking smack to you, Norway. But that said, Europe has everything that I love that Canada doesn’t. It’s marvelous how the history is just layered on top of itself there in a way that it peeks through the cracks of even the most modern places. They seem far less afraid to try things there, and even though there’s the caked-on crust of the Old World still sticking to it in places, it’s also a dynamic place where different languages, peoples, and cultures swim around each other in a way that’s just slightly different from how it happens in North America.

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We Keep You Safe (We Are In Control)

May 24, 2012 § Leave a comment

Last night was pretty awesome, and you know why?

For your edification, I went to a concert that featured the Protomen, Powerglove, and Danimal Cannon. Yes, you can access free music from each artist at the websites I linked. Go! You who have ears, listen! Also, Danimal Cannon uses a Gameboy as his synth. Yes, it’s as weird and awesome as it sounds.

Long story short, it was awesome. I’ve said it before, but attending live performances is just better than listening to it on a music player. Note, that it usually doesn’t sound betterI’ve only been to one concert (the glorious and wonderful Dan Mangan) where the music sounded as good or better than it does after being put through the ringer of the studio and editing, and that includes a Tool concert that cost me $60. I’ll say it up front: there were technical problems that really did detract from the concert. Half of the time that Protomen were on stage the vocalist was all but inaudible. Regrettable, but in the end it didn’t matter.

Why? Well, this is why:

Yes, he sang while wearing the mask. BOTH OF THEM DID

For those of you who don’t know who the Protomen are, they perform original songs (not covers) inspired by the MegaMan universe. How inspired? Well, let’s look at the lyrics to a song called “Unrest In The House Of Light”, shall we?

Dr. Light: You have heard me tell this story
Many times before you sleep
This time listen carefully
And I will tell you once again
But this time understand that what I’m telling you,
Every single word is true.

You need to know.

There was another who came before you
He was a hero and your brother and my son.
He fought the darkness, and the darkness won.

And he fought bravely, and he died bravely
But he was forsaken by the ones he wished to save.
And when he died he died in vain.

You need to know.
You are not him.

This is only an excerpt, but yes, they perform a retelling of the story of MegaMan as tone poem. This scratches two particular itches of mine. The first is that this is why I harp on taking things seriously, especially when they seem childish or dumb. These video games were meant for children and a young audience, yes, but they don’t have to remain for a young audience. By making the story darker, grittier, but above all more real, the Protomen reclaim MegaMan for an adult audience which, yes, includes me. And how? By expanding on the story (and the story is pretty damn good, too). Take that, people who don’t think story is important! Even COD has a story…but let’s not get ahead of ourselves and say it’s good, please. It’s a start, at least.

Second, they do a pretty good job of it, if I may say so myself.

And for this, they could do no wrong. Yes, they could drive to my house, set it on fire, and then each personally say that they don’t like me and it wouldn’t matter because this group mixed great music with a great story and it became better than the sum of its parts.

Gods above and below, it makes it sooooo much better. Powerglove, on the other hand, performed really cool heavy metal remixes of old Nintendo themes, but it didn’t click nearly as well as Protomen did, and the difference, I would argue, is story. As cool as it is to listen to someone play the Storm Eagle Stage Theme on actual guitars, I’ll take a wrenching drama about duty, loss, and the price of redemption.

Although there was certainly a plethora of bad-ass costumes that night

That said, and for taking the piss out of them despite them putting on a wonderful show, I’ll give the last word (-ish) to Powerglove. Go, and listen. You’ll not be disappointed at all. Warning: contains metal. Heavy metal.

John still thinks the next Protomen album should be about MegaMan X

Stories For The Story Throne

May 23, 2012 § 2 Comments

And the story continues to go! I’m not entirely finished with this chapter, but it’s good enough to put up here for your enjoyment. I hope you do!

Oh, and regards pigeons (re: the pigeons roosting on my window ledge), they’ve become braver and don’t fly away when I look out the window. That might mean they’ve gotten used to us, or that they eggs are near hatching. Either way…exciting!

XVII.

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You Know You’re Jealous

May 20, 2012 § Leave a comment

My backyard. She is beautiful, no? And on one of the finest long weekends I’ve seen in awhile.

Which is where I’ve spent most of today just lazing around (after waking up late and having a wonderful pancake breakfast, of course), reading a book. Which book, you say? Well, I’m glad you asked.

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You Would Call Me Mad?

May 19, 2012 § 1 Comment

It’s a Saturday night.

I’m sitting in my kitchen, the darkness lit only by the back light of my laptop and the candles that surround me. Mozart’s Requiem: Lacrymosa fills the air as I sip the last of the bourbon from the glass at my side. Words fill the blank page in front of me; not enough. Never enough. Night falls on the city.

Aaaaaand that’s a wrap. That’s it, folks. I’ve gone completely crazy. That, or I’m about to explode with pretentiousness.

Ooo, I better tweet this.

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