Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Looks Like the Mantis Team Is a No Show (or: My Fair, Unbiased Review of Ninja Gaiden 3)

"Fuck me...more guys to kill?"

As some of my regular readers are probably aware, Team Ninja's Ninja Gaiden 3 arrived in stores one week ago today.  The critical response, for the most part, was less-than-stellar (Joystiq 2.5 out of 5, Gamespot 5.5 out of 10, and IGN with an unheard-of 3 out of 10).  But, then again...isn't that one area where critics excel, particularly when the critiqued material represents genius beyond their depth?  They pan what they do not understand.

For example: since the 2004 Ninja Gaiden on Xbox, critics have blasted the Gaiden camera.  To my mind, the camera in these games is revolutionary - you have an r-stick to control the swing of the camera, and you have a bumper or trigger button that acts as a camera reset, immediately resetting the camera behind Ryu.  I have never played an action title with a camera as well-developed as the Ninja Gaiden series.

Is that what we have here, then?  Genius ahead of its time being derailed by the critics?

...no.  Not at all.

I am going to try and sum up what's wrong with this game.  I don't believe I need to cover what's right about it, since a) there is so little that is truly "right" with the game, and b) the bits that are right are, let's face it, only right because they're leftovers from a time when Ninja Gaiden actually meant something special.

However.  I will do my best to be fair, and I will do my best to only cover those things that haven't been beaten to death already by the critics.

So what's up, Ninja Gaiden 3?

1. This game is more in the vein of Ninja Blade than Ninja Gaiden.  I'm not sure what happened here, but if anyone's ever checked out the exceptionally pointless title that was Ninja Blade, you probably know what I'm talking about.  Weird sci-fi crap, weird bugs, most of the areas are poorly lit...and everything seems dirty and cheap.  I lost count of the times that I had to rely on my "ninja sense" to know where to go...only because the whole screen was black.

It's almost as though Team Ninja had only a fraction of the budgetary resources for this game than they've had for their past titles.  Or maybe Hayashi confiscated all the funds and used them to buy more hip glasses.

2. We don't need to see Ryu's face.  Ever.  Part of what makes Hayabusa such a great character is that he's bound by his duty.  He can't show his face, regardless of whether or not he wants to.  It made him heroic.  Now you have him showing his face left and right.  Great thinking.

When I first heard about this, it made me think of the obvious reason why Sam Raimi always had Spider Man end up maskless/partially maskless by the end of every film: he wanted his main character to be able to convey expression to the audience via his number one non-verbal toolbox: his FACE.  I thought to myself: well, Hayashi, I certainly hope you know what you're doing.

(Spoiler alert: he didn't.  Unmasked Ryu's face never changed expression once, unless you count his lips moving during conversation.)

3. I don't understand how the voice acting came off so poor and so goddamned grating.  When I played Arkham City, for the first few hours I was thrilled with how you could stalk through the town and listen in on thug conversations and monologues.  It was so fresh and engaging; it really pulled you in and forced you to be present within the confines of the game and city they'd structured.  Sure...by the end of the game you're over it, as even a seemingly-endless supply of enemy dialogue does have limits and you'll end up hearing repeat conversations (not to mention one of the actors began to sound wayyy too much like Chris Moltess...uhh...Michael Imperioli's character from Sopranos).

In this piece of shit?  You get like one voice per enemy class.  One voice, and he repeats just a couple lines over and over.  YOU WILL GO APESHIT.  Here are a few:

"Where is Mantis Team???"
"We need backup!!"
"Killing is my business!"
"Die, dragon ninja!!"
"Time for the main course!!"

Play chapter 5 and tell me you're not ready to find the Mantis Team yourself so you can drop an elbow on their nuts.  Seriously, it's so bad that during the Dubai chapter I thought the Regent of the Mask was either following/stalking along side me or maybe was communicating with me telepathically.  Nope!  Just shitty voice acting.

4. The combat is fucked.  If you played Ninja Gaiden 1 and/or 2 and liked it but ultimately decided you wanted a game that was slower, stiffer, with 88% fewer melee weapon choices, 50% fewer projectile weapon choices, 75% fewer ninpo choices, 75% fewer Ultimate Technique choices, and enemy AI bordering on the retarded?  We got your winner right here: Ninja Gaiden 3.

Another fun bonus: longtime series staple moves have been altered (such as counterattacks, which are now so hit & miss that I didn't even realize you could do them until halfway through my second playthrough) or outright eliminated (no one liked the Guillotine Throw, right??), and any sort of hardcore or technical appeal has been completely removed.  Here's a way to test it out: in Gaiden 2, do a wind run towards the closest enemy, then wind path off his head.  In midair, toss shurikens and immediately after releasing the final shuriken, do a flying swallow at another nearby enemy.

OK, now try to do that exact same sequence in NG3.  Lemme know how that works out for you.

5. The story is fucked.  I can always appreciate someone wanting to take the time to tell a good story, or to take a good story and make it great.  When Team Ninja announced this new approach to Gaiden, I was actually enthused about it: past Gaiden games have been so good in spite of minimal/slightly comical storylines that I was more than willing to give Hayashi a chance here.  It seemed as though he'd really done a decent analysis on the series and wanted to improve the main area that could use improvement: story.

Additionally, he wanted to incite a more emotional response from the player by bringing us into Hayabusa's world and making him more human.  Not necessarily the kiss of death, right?

Not in the hands of anyone other than Hayashi, it appears.  If there's a compelling storyline here, it's lost on me.  Every time you think you understand what's motivating New Ryu, you get a curveball: "Ahh, so Ryu murders even those enemies attempting to surrender.  OK, fine.  ...so now that I'm later in the game and facing a woman who betrayed me by tranquilizing me and turning me over to my enemies...I mean I'm going to straight chop her boobs off, right?  ...oh, well I guess she was doing it to protect a child, so...she's off the hook, I suppose.  Now we're friends, it's like everyone's hugging."

Also - if any of you aspiring game developers are looking to show your audience what it truly feels like to commit a murder, well, a) you're kind of a fuckin sicko, and b) how about you put some fuckin thought into it?  Seriously - I don't want to get into how badly Hayashi failed here because I'm getting tired of typing, so I'll just point up to number three above and ask you this: how the green goddamn am I supposed to feel anything for a video game character that I just dispatched when thirty seconds later I'm fighting another one who looks just like him, acts just like him, and says the SAME FUCKIN SHIT in the SAME FUCKIN VOICE over and over?
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That's all I've got, folks.  Team Ninja has failed us.  I'm not going to get into the constant interruptions, or the constant slo-mo bits, or the retarded kunai climbing, or the idiotic boss battles that were supposed to remove the "fantastical" element from past games and end up being every bit as outlandish.

Personally, I don't believe that IGN's 3/10 score is warranted; I have a feeling that the reviewer is probably pro-Itagaki and had it in his mind that the game would fail since the day Itagaki quit.  Yes, I'm pro-Itagaki, but more than that - I'm pro-Gaiden, so I tried to remain as open as possible for as long as possible.  Shut up.

That said - I also believe a score of 5/10 is as high as a person could go in good conscience.  Since it's Ryu we're dealing with here, that's what I'm going to do.

Five out of ten.  Game over.

Saturday, March 24, 2012

An Idea for the Greatest T-Shirt of All Time.

I'm not saying I'm making these, I'm not saying I have them, I'm certainly not encouraging anyone else to have these made en masse and/or wear them all the time...I'm simply stating a fact:


...and the fact is that this design, when applied to a Hanes Beefy Tee, would constitute the single raddest T-shirt ever designed by the minds of man.

D.H./droidhayabusa@gmail.com

PS I'm certainly not suggesting that, say, any group of pissed off Gaiden fans who happen to be in Japan right now all obtain shirts like this and go stand outside Tecmo Koei.

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Thursday, March 22, 2012

My Official Formal Challenge: I Want to Fight You, Yosuke Hayashi


I imagine there aren't too many ways for me to do this without coming off sounding a little bit like a nutjob but, after discussing with Amydroid (I think I did...if not, sorry hun), I've decided to risk it:

To Yosuke Hayashi:

Mr. Hayashi - current head of Team Ninja - I officially challenge you to a fist fight (or karate fight, if you know that stuff.  I don't).  Before you shrug me off: I want you to recognize that I'm telling you - whether you believe it or not - that you have made enemies of an entire army of Gaiden fans worldwide.  Before the petitions start circulating demanding for your resignation, I suggest you seek out a means to answer for what you've done.

I am offering just such an opportunity.

I will find a way to make certain this challenge is delivered to you in some way.  You are free to refuse, and I will leave you alone forever if that is what suits you.
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To the public:
Now, in the interest of not putting anyone off, I want to make a few things clear:

1. I am not a fighter in any sense of the imagination.

2. I have never been in an actual fight (except for in my twenties I did a couple bouts of "Vodka Boxing," which is actually exactly what it sounds like, and I don't remember winning anything, but I do remember hitting my opponent's elbow so hard one night I actually passed out from pain in my hand).

3. I weigh 170 pounds soaking wet.

4. I have no formal training in any sort of fighting or martial art.

5. I am not trying to bully anyone in any way.

6. I have no cruel streak, i.e. sadism.

7. I have no criminal record other than a couple alcohol-related misdemeanors from much earlier in life.

The point of my challenge is this - Mr. Hayashi has done irreperable harm to the Ninja Gaiden franchise with Ninja Gaiden 3.  Mr. Hayashi has derailed this franchise so badly that I will be extremely surprised if we - the fans - ever get a Ninja Gaiden 4.  I'm not alone here: IGN's review of Ninja Gaiden 3 consisting of three out of ten stars.  I have never heard of any game scoring that low on IGN...particularly a major release such as this one.

Simply put, Mr. Hayashi needs to answer for the choices he has made.

I think under normal circumstances we would simply call for Mr. Hayashi's resignation.  However, a couple years ago, my wife got laid off, and I got to witness firsthand what being jobless for a few months did to a person.  I wouldn't want to wish that on anyone, including Mr. Hayashi (even though, in his case, it would be because he was shitty at his job and kinda deserved it, rather than just the economy eating shit at the time).

Instead, I suggest that he - as the head of Team Ninja - accept my challenge and meet me for a fight. This way, he keeps his job, and who knows - maybe he'll beat me.  I am willing to fly myself to Japan on my own dime to make this happen.  I am also willing to keep the fight as quiet as is reasonable to protect Mr. Hayashi; however, I am fighting on behalf of the Ninja Gaiden community, and as such I will insist on keeping them apprised of the outcome of the fight verbally via my blog (no pictures unless Hayashi requests or agrees).

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To Ninja Gaiden fans worldwide:

I hope you can understand what I'm doing and get behind it.  You may not agree with what I'm doing, or the fact that - let's face it - I'm doing it on behalf of the Ninja Gaiden community without first consulting them (you).  Hear me out, please:

Ninja Gaiden is, let's face it, GONE.  The Gaiden we grew up playing and loving died with Itagaki's departure.  Whether you are behind me 110 percent or you disagree with what I'm doing or how I'm doing it...I encourage you to consider the fact that nothing on earth will give us a new Gaiden game.  Whether Hayashi is allowed to believe his game was a success or he is forced to resign (two options that I'm personally very much against)...there will be no more Gaiden for us.

I say - let him fight me, or let him refuse.  I say - no matter what happens, that we, the Gaiden community, let the matter rest at that.  To those of you who would insist that Mr. Hayashi lose his job: I would suggest that, rather than starting a petition or something, you simply be patient.  Mr. Hayashi has demonstrated with NG3 (not to mention the changes he implemented into NG Sigma 2) that he's out of his depth.  If he doesn't improve dramatically, I don't imagine he'll be in the top spot for much longer.

In my honest opinion, what I have proposed here is as honorable of an outcome as we can hope for.  On behalf of the rest of the community, I implore each of you to take the high road here, no matter how upset you may be.  Let the fight settle the matter.  Win, lose, or draw: we let it go after that.

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To everyone:

Thank you for your time.

- droid hayabusa

PS any ideas on how I can get my challenge to him?  I'm thinking certified letter or something like that.  Anyone got any ideas, leave them below.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Ninja Gaiden 3 (or: "Thanks for Nothing, Hayashi.")

Ninja's note: you will find that I'm not typically one to revisit or edit my posts at all.  However, upon reviewing this post, my dear wife Amydroid informed me that - thanks to the Patriot Act - every single word in the original post could actually be considered an act of terrorism.

Let me some it up for you in as non-threatening of a way as I can:

1. Ninja Gaiden 3 sucks.
2. It would be rad if something bad happened to Hayashi.
3. Hayashi ruined my hope for a better tomorrow (a better tomorrow for me, I mean).
4. I don't like Hayashi very much.
5. If something bad were to happen to Hayashi, I would actually clap my hands a little bit.

FUCK.  YOU HAVE RUINED EVERYTHING, Hayashi.  FUCK YOU, KISS MY BALLS.  This is how bad you suck: Japanese people used to be my favorite kind of Asian.  Now?

Fuck it: bring on the Koreans.

You are an epic piece of shit, Hayashi.  FUCK.  Now what do I do???

FUCK!

The Best Android 4.0 ROM Under the Sun

AOKP
(Android Open Kang Project)

So, here's the thing about smartphones in general (and I am proceeding as though I'm speaking exclusively to Android users rather than i-Users, even though some of this may be applicable across platforms.  It's just that I made a decision about seven years ago after seeing the single coolest looking person I've ever seen walking out of an Apple store - I'm not cool enough for Apple.  Period.  So to this day I have no idea how any of the Apple things work.)

Oh, wait, forgot my point - the point is, battery life can sometimes suck the big one.  My first smartphone was a Droid X, which was rad, but after a few times where the thing died on me in real inopportuned...fuck it.  I've typed that word four times now and each time spell check underlines it so FUCK IT, you know what I'm saying.  Anyways, yeah: after having my phone die on me in situations where I'm talking on it to my boss, or using the navigation app, I started thinking: wouldn't it be better if I had a battery that was a little more reliable?

My first plan - I admit, a less-than-well-thought-out plan - was that maybe I just needed a better phone.  Better than a Droid X???  Well, you have to remember, this was last year...2011...which brought about the dual-core processor (whatever the fuck that means, btw) and the onset of the 4G networks.  So I was able to convince myself that a better phone might just be the ticket.

Ninja's note: if you ever hear your brain suggesting to you that making the jump to 4G from 3G will cure your battery woes...you need to hit yourself.

Enter September 8, 2011 - I was the retard in the Verizon store when they opened, holding out my hand and demanding a Droid Bionic.  Funny thing about the Bionic, though, which I noticed by the end of that first day - 4G is an absolute battery rapist.  It's the difference between what you do to your girlfriend in the sack and what you see guys doing to their girls in Asian porn.  Fuck.  It was dead by the end of the first day.

I just realized I've typed four or maybe five paragraphs and I haven't even gotten to my current phone yet.  Dude bear with me a little, it'snot even 8am yet, and in case you can't figure out from the date on this post (3/18) I will just tell you - yesterday was St. Patty's Day, and if that's not clear enough - I'm still wearing yesterday's green.  I'm seeing two of everything.  My wife might even be dead, I've never seen her so hung over.  

Anyways, now I have a Samsung Galaxy Nexus, which is the creme de la creme of battery raping phones.  Out of the box, this fucker will beast-hump your battery to death in under eight hours.  Seriously, if I were typing this post on my phone from a full charge, I'd be down near the seventy percent mark by now. 

But then I found AOKP (Android Open Kang Project), a neat little ROM you can install on your phone and fix all your problems (well, battery life will still suck, just not as bad).  Oh, BTW - you have to know what a ROM is already, I am in no condition to explain it right now.  

AOKP is put together by a person named Roman, who is probably some snarky kid who probably listens to a lot of the music I complain about on this site.  Nevertheless, his ROM rocks and he deserves my highest praise - a ninja high-five.  Check out the almost-flatline that occurs when I'm sleeping now:


Quick side note - I just remembered I think I left some of my shit over at my neighbors' house last night.  This was in ADDITION to my car keys and cell phone, which my neighbors were nice enough to show up with after I got home.  Fuck.  I need a do-over for today, I'm already thinking.

So anyways, AOKP is awesome.  A lot of people will probably tell you that you need to get on board with a different ROM - Droid Theory is a pretty popular one - but most people are massive tools, so who are you going to listen to, them or me?  Seriously, I've used a couple Theory ROMS, and - from my experience - they're only marginally better than what your phone comes equipped with.  Liberty is another good one, but still nowhere near AOKP.  I'd tell you why but my head hurts, just trust me.

OH!  Here's something - I kinda thing Theory is a bit of a pussy.  Seriously.  A few months back, some other Android developer insinuated he was stealing someone else's work, or something completely retarded like that, and the guy (Theory) actually took his ROMs offline and wrote a big post announcing to the world that he was QUITTING.  Seriously.  

I admit I was pissed, and I even allowed myself to emit an extremely rare forum post on the matter wherein I tried to say something supportive to DT, but seriously - you've got something you enjoy doing, and you're going to quit because of something someone else said??  Even worse - you're going to take it public??

He should have fucking fought that dude.  Seriously.  I'm not talking in that lame high school way, obviously, I'm talking in the cool honorable samurai way.  He should have fought that dude, and either straight decapped him, or taken a limb off and set himself up for the Obliteration Technique.  Especially now that the OT is officially a forbidden technique according to Hayashi the Pussy.  




FUCK YOU, HAYASHI.  I was getting drunk with a lady who TEACHES GRADE SCHOOL last night and she had the exact same glasses you wear on.  You fucking retard.

Oh!  Here's something useful.  Most people will tell you that if you want to make your own corned beef you need to brine the brisket for three weeks.  This is utter bullshit, as it turns out.  All you need to do is take a brisket and

Fuck there's no way I'm remembering the recipe right now.  Sorry.  Oh, and my neighbor made fried cabbage last night.  Just try to imagine it.  It was so good.

FUCK YOU, HAYASHI.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Singing Like a Pussy Vs Singing Pussy Songs

My dear wife - we'll call her Amydroid - she and I had a surprisingly in-depth discussion recently about one of my posts; this post had something to do with someone singing like a pussy and my wife who is completely not imaginary by the way had some trouble with my nomenclature. So, I offer an explanation:

1. SINGING like a pussy = anyone whose voice alone - regardless of language, speech, content, anything; we're seriously just talking voice quality here - makes them sound like a fundamentally weak human. By "weak" I am of course referring to the whiners, pussies, victims, emo kids, complainers, and Coldplay members everywhere. This is what is popular right now.  You are the singer that I can't tell if you're male or female, straight or gay, young or old.  You're just a neuterroid.

Ninja note: there is nothing wrong with being gay, old, etc., so don't misinterpret my comment.  Before I met my wife I spent decades wishing I'd get hit with Gay Fever (didn't happen). A person should, however, be what he or she is.  You can't tell me that suddenly all the folks who wants to front a band right now all just naturally sound like androgynous neuterroids the same way you couldn't tell me that the wave of Eddie Vedder wannabes that washed over my life like a nightmare tsunami during the nineties were doing what came naturally to them.  Be who you are, or it doesn't work.  Assholes.

2. Singing Pussy Songs = EASY.  A pussy song is a song that makes you sound like a pussy based on what you're saying.  In other words...number 1 above is based on the WHY = because you sound like a pussy, regardless of what you say.  Number 2 here is based on the HOW = you might sound manly, but you're a pussy because what comes out of your mouth is the verbal equivalent of the kind of shit that I expected to find in my parents' bathroom wastebasket once a month wrapped in toilet paper and shoved to the bottom of the container like I wouldn't notice the seepage.

You want to know what a pussy song is? I'll do one better: I'll provide an example of a pussy song sung by a guy who does NOT sing like a pussy.

Tonguetied, by Grouplove
Take me to your best friends house
Roll around this roundabout, oh yeah

Take me to your best friends house
I loved you then and I love you now, oh yeah

Don't take me tongue tied
Don't wave no good bye

Take me to your best friends house
[Something lame and probably asexual] we're making out, oh yeah
Take me to your best friends house
I loved you then and I love you now, oh yeah

Don't take me tongue tied
Don't wave no good bye

Alright, so...I won't dedicate any more of my free blog space to this horrible song, but that's OK, because unless you either don't get the same crappy local radio as me, or you don't have a way to view television commercials, I'm sure you've heard it.  Now...why does this suck so bad?  The guy doesn't sound like a pussy...

No, but look at what he's saying.  Sounds a little neutered, no??  If you "loved her then," then it stands to reason that whoever she is, this attraction between the two of you has gone on for some time.  So if you really did love her then, regardless of whether you love her now...you should, at least once, have been balls-deep in her mouth, no exceptions.  If you were even the least bit heterosexual, she would have forgotten all about her "best friends' house," for crying out loud.  She would have forgot she had any friends except for your man parts, because your man parts would have become her best friend a long time ago.  Don't be a retard.

And being tongue-tied??  How is that even an issue??  By this point you should be able to give your tongue a break (real men are silent once the hellos are delivered, always).  Are you still trying to impress her with words, you fuckin moron?  Maybe shutting the fuck up once in a while will lead to her actually becoming curious about you, since all of a sudden she's not privy to every dumbass thought rolling through your empty head.

Here are some ways a person with balls would have approached this song: let's say you were hellbent on using "best friend's house," at the end of the first line.  And you feel - for whatever completely insane reason - that this line is so good that it needs to be repeated over and over in the song.  OK.  First off - you need to develop a pool of potential rhymes for "house."  I will produce a bunch of usable rhymes off the top of my head:

HOUSE: mouse, South, ouch, couch, louse, mouth, pout, douse, blouse, spouse.  That should be plenty.

Are you starting to imagine how any of the above could have been used in a much more interesting, manlier way?  "...we're making out?"  Are you fucking kidding me??  You don't admit to "making out" with anyone unless you're ten years old OR IT LEADS TO SOMETHING, and even then you do it in a scratch-behind-the-head, ashamed way.  "Yeah, we left giant sex dents on top of her asshole Dad's precious vintage Vette, but...I had to make out with her a little first."

Are you still not seeing it?  Do I have to do everything for you people?  Fine.  Using the rhymes we produced above here are - off the top of my head - enough de-pussied verses to where you could have written this song twice and still kept your Man Badge:

De-pussified Verse 1
Take me to your best friend's house, we'll
Fuck on the lawn, then burn it down, OH/YEAH

Simple and basic: a Sid and Nancy approach to a Friday night.  Instantly better than any verse in the entire Grouplove song.

De-pussified Verse 2
Take me to your best friend's house
I'll do her and then we'll burn it down, OH/YEAH

Slightly more complex: this verse is similar to above yet carries the subtle suggestion of Sid and Nancy being exceptionally high.  I'm thinking PCP.

De-pussified Verse 3
Take me to your best friend's house
I'll do you both/right in the mouth, OH/YEAH

Much better and straightforward; this is how vintage Crue would have handled the rhyme.  I'm clapping right now this is such an improvement.

De-pussified Verse 4
Take me to your best friend's house
It's roofie roulette/on the couch, OH/YEAH

This one carries the same suggestions as three above with a slightly more tongue-in-cheek (not TIED, assholes) approach.  Plus, I just made up something called roofie roulette,  which sounds AWESOME.  You're welcome, fraternities across America.

De-pussified Verse 5
Take me to your best friend's house
I'll bang the braces right out her mouth, OH/YEAH

This one is edgy in the same way verse two is edgy and still manages to pay tribute to the late George Carlin, who (in one of his books...Brain Droppings, I think?) made a joke about banging a girl so hard her freckles fell off.

De-pussified Verse 6
Take me to your best friend's house
Let's get you drunk and out that blouse, OH/YEAH

Verse six I simply have to classify as simple and classic.  No pussy shit here at all; this is Getting Laid 101 - get her someplace comfy and pour the liquor down her throat.  Fuckin duh.

De-pussified Verse 7
Take me to your best friend's house
You can take turns and pet that pocket mouse, OH/YEAH

This verse is a homage to KISS, and by KISS, I of course mean Paul Stanley.  In fact, he may have actually sang these exact lyrics at some point.  There's no way to ever be sure.

De-pussified Verse 8
Take me to your best friend's house
First it's your butt and then her mouth, OH/YEAH

This one you may have to use your imagination a little bit but I highly recommend it.  In case what I'm describing above isn't abundantly clear, just roll it around in your brain for a little bit until it clicks.  You'll know when you've got it.

And what's to say about it?  Genius, genius, genius.  It's a mishmash of all the above: classic, edgy, Sid & Nancy, and it reeks of liquor, PCP, and probably a few other chemicals as well.  I win.

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See what I mean?  I literally spent NO TIME on this, which proves to me that this GROUPLOVE outfit needs a serious lesson in not only de-pussying themselves but also taking a little bit of pride in their writing.


Actually, nevermind.  Nevermind nevermind nevermind.  I just wanted to see what you looked like, so I googled you, and now I'm afraid you never had a chance to begin with.  You're the drama club kids from high school...featuring the son of Tom Waits and Lon Chaney's Wolfman (far left).

FUCK.  These idiots will probably be around forever.  Ozzy will probably be dead by 2020 but these granola-eaters will still be around after I'm gone.  Shit, now I wish I'd just stayed on the couch and not gotten anywhere near a computer.