Lots of exciting new Smash Bros screens out there today.
So I fell in kinda deep on the dogecoin thing and wanted to contribute to the community in a silly way. The result is CryptObits, a place for satirical obituaries commissioned by members of the dogecoin community.
The Internet: Tis a silly place.
- 10 months ago
I’m doing this because it’s the most Internet thing to do, and placing this address on tumblr because doge.
Feeling tipsy? Got some doge you wanna walk?
Send something and I will personally scream your name in the shower.
to the moon!
- 10 months ago
CHVRCHES - “The Mother We Share” - The Bones of What You Believe
Other artists got me groovin’ more but nothing moved me as much as the debut full-length The Bones of What You Believe from Glasgow’s CHVRCHES. As likely to elevate your senses as it is to break your heart with its brutally realistic depictions of love fading and relationships crumbling, the album feels as much like art therapy for singer Lauren Mayberry as it is cathartic for audiences to hear.
Mayberry’s voice ethereally flits above the swelling synthpop from bandmates Ian Cook and Martin Doherty, and album opener “The Mother We Share” wastes no time to put these tools to work with emotional destruction.
Long-running strategy RPG dodges permadeath with one of the year’s best
I reeeeeeally liked Fire Emblem: Awakening, so much so that I would put it as my personal Game of the Year of Luigi.
I wrote a thing for Nintendo Life about it and I think you should read it too.
- 1 year ago
The Seattle area is perfect for a retro gaming convention due to its out-of-time spirit and its odd position as intersection of the medium’s many directions. The city is young, famous as a coffee capitol and with a sweet tooth typically reserved for unsupervised middle schoolers. Apart from the Starbucks mermaid, its most iconic symbol is an anachronistic giant needle pointed at space.
“Retro” isn’t even an adequate descriptor: what’s old was never old to begin with. It just is, and continues to be. Perfect for old games.
Nintendo of America, representing the “old guard” of video gaming, is headquartered down the way from those of Microsoft’s Xbox division who are trying to drag the medium kicking and screaming into their vision of the future of interactive entertainment. In nearby Bellevue, Valve engineers Steam to be the ultimate digital games delivery service revered for its insane sales that border on compulsion to buy everything in sight. Across the street, the Pokemon Company has been distributing a similar drug for years. Down the street, 343 Industries architects the future of Halo. Whereabouts unknown is Ryan Payton, who chose to walk away from Master Chief’s focus-tested adventures to found Camouflaj and is toiling away on their first game, Republique, funded through Kickstarter.
So yeah, the Seattle Retro Gaming Expo. Perfect city for it. They even invited Ryan Payton to host a panel. The Retronauts poetically relaunched themselves in the shadow of the Space Needle. Some crafters sold Pokeball soap. Bins and bins of retro games to rummage through and buy, even if a lot of the games for sale were garbage. When aren’t they, though? You take the Secret of Mana with the Side Pocket.
Most dear to my heart, why I enjoy going to local conventions, is to see the free-play area in action. There’s a certain earnest energy in there, where parents introduce their young kids to the games of their own childhood and friends can revisit grudge matches of yesteryear, or create new ones over old games.
What’d we do? Played Demolition Man, side-by-side on SNES and 3DO. Wildly different games, both kinda crap and totally janky. Totally worth it.