Valentine’s has come upon us again, and for reasons I can’t quite pin down, I don’t hate it as much as I used to. Maybe it’s the presence of no adverts about Valentine’s being slammed in my face (which I am more than grateful for). What my concern is at this point in this year is the astonishing amount of artform-crap that has been spewing out of everywhere. No movies are remotely interesting to the point where I think that This Is War looks quite good. No books have come out that make me want to cower in Waterstone’s for fifteen million hours. And most disappointingly, almost every selling game has next to zero appeal. So instead of having a rant about Valentine’s Day, I’m going to have a rant about recent popular games.
The bassist. The glue that gives the drummer a little bit more interest by adding a melody and making sure the guitarist doesn’t decide to go off on one of his many overblown solos and all the while giving depth. And they’ve got to do this standing in the background not usually getting the limelight from the singer, unless of course they are the singer. Read more »