“Billy Bob Thorton is in Armageddon? Good god, abortion
this truly is a no-holds-barred, viagra adrenaline-fueled, sanitary
heart-pounding masterpiece”, I said to my roommate Calvin as I tore open the box to my brand new Rock Band Stage Kit.
My mind continued to churn on the improbability of a NASA director named “Billy Bob”, and how Steve Busceimi continues to get big parts despite his ghoulish face. I then realized that trying to setup this fiendish contraption while watching one of Michael Bay’s top six movies was not proving productive. “That’s it? You paid a hundred bucks for a fog machine and a little LED light?”, Calvin asked.
“Shut up. I can’t hear Liv Tyler’s awful dialogue”, I snapped. Calvin’s lack of faith in a one hundred and seven dollar Xbox synchronized light show was starting to get on my nerves. But that old buyers remorse was slowly creeping up on me. “Why is this cable only four feet long? This is all the fog juice I get? Does this damned thing do anything?” I said, fiddling with the cheap plastic focusing ring.
By the time we’d gotten all the cables hooked up, the guitars plugged in, the fog machine heated up, and turned out the lights, I had already heard that Aerosmith song I Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing about eight times. It was finally time to see if this Stage Kit could dethrone my current favorite feature of the Xbox: Netflixing crap movies ALL THE TIME.
“No, don’t do Back in Black – I’ve had enough of that AC/DC pack. How about White Wedding?” I agreed, only slightly saddened that I wouldn’t be breaking this new stage kit in with Freebird. The song starts out simple enough – a few flashing lights somewhat matching the music. I was beginning to worry, until the fog kicked in.
In sixty seconds my living room was transformed into an electrified stage set forROCK GODS. Smoke so thick I could barely see the screen, blinding strobes flashing viciously in my eyes, shimmering beams sliding around the room like psychedelic spotlights. By the time I’d stopped screaming the lyrics at the top of my lungs and jumping off the couch, I swear I could almost smell the tequila soaked vomit on the drunk guy in the third row.
“Oh my god. That was the most amazing thing I’ve ever done” Calvin gasped, trying to catch his breath after all the jumping around in a smoke filled room. And he was right. This is the closest I’d ever get to living the Rock and Roll American Dream.
And when I fall to sleep this night, I know what I’ll be thinking. I don’t want to close my eyes. I don’t want to fall asleep. Because I’d miss you Rock Band Stage Kit, and I don’t want to miss a thing.
I’m gonna admit it. This video is rather boring – a trailer I made for Freeverse Software for their new casual Mac game, viagra
Big Bang Brain Games. Something I posted on BDPE back in Summer 2007 to make content. No foul language, sildenafil
no alcohol use, and no dick jokes. The most I could get away with was a few explosions.
But hey, unlike almost every other video I’ve made, I got paid to make this one. So SHUT YOUR FACE. Or click on this button:
LINK: YouTube Quicktime