Just now trying this racing game - after the opening crawl and preview, it looks a lot like the Episode I Podracing level from Lego Star Wars. And I know not a SINGLE Podracer by name. Except the playable racer Anakin (Episode II "look").
Sunday, March 8, 2015
NKOTB'S 1992 "SWAN SONG" SINGLE (PRE-2000'S REUNION)
Because their choreography was unnerving most times, the only thing I could appreciate by Maurice Starr's follow-up to early 80's boy band New Edition (featuring Bobby Brown and future Bell Biv Devoe members) was their music. Preferably the ones WITHOUT the word "girl" in every lyric line. That shit gets on my nerves too. I guess that's why I lean more to liking Menudo over all other boy bands. They were from Puerto Rico and my Boricua's and their families know how to have a good time! ;)
After their popularity started to wane - A LOT - in the early 90's, Jonathan Knight would often leave the stage during their live show and not return because of having panic attacks. He recorded vocals on a couple of their next and final album's singles and gone through with the album photography, and that was pretty much all Jonathan had to do with Face The Music from 1992. His brother Jordan stayed in NKOTB with Danny, Joe and Donnie.
But not for long!
I believe they cut short the supporting Face The Music tour with just four members. To my Minnesota Supremes fan-friend Jason's thrill (a NKOTB megafan since he was a kid), all five members reunited in the early 2000's, teamed up with BackStreet Boys as a 10-member act and recorded an album together. And still performing to their audience who grown up with them and their kids.
I don't care for the much shorter and edited single mix of "If You Go Away" from 1992 - I can only accept hearing the full-length LP version with the vocal outro what reminds me of the 90's group Bone Thugs-N-Harmony ("Crossroads" was their big hit). And here's that extended mix:
After their popularity started to wane - A LOT - in the early 90's, Jonathan Knight would often leave the stage during their live show and not return because of having panic attacks. He recorded vocals on a couple of their next and final album's singles and gone through with the album photography, and that was pretty much all Jonathan had to do with Face The Music from 1992. His brother Jordan stayed in NKOTB with Danny, Joe and Donnie.
But not for long!
I believe they cut short the supporting Face The Music tour with just four members. To my Minnesota Supremes fan-friend Jason's thrill (a NKOTB megafan since he was a kid), all five members reunited in the early 2000's, teamed up with BackStreet Boys as a 10-member act and recorded an album together. And still performing to their audience who grown up with them and their kids.
I don't care for the much shorter and edited single mix of "If You Go Away" from 1992 - I can only accept hearing the full-length LP version with the vocal outro what reminds me of the 90's group Bone Thugs-N-Harmony ("Crossroads" was their big hit). And here's that extended mix:
Saturday, March 7, 2015
DONKEY KONG [1982] FOR COLECOVISION GAMEPLAY
At least Coleco wasn't deceptive about their port of Donkey Kong in the instruction manual and let you know up-front that they got the ramps, Pauline's captive standing position (facing left instead of right) and Donkey Kong's goal area is all totally ass-backwards from the original arcade game's level layouts by Nintendo.
Atari 2600 made a terrible version of DK with one level less than Colecovision's three (the arcade original included four levels all together), but what little was included on the 2600 were designed with the original's layout in mind. Of course the Atari 7800 not long after buried both the 2600 and Colecovision's DK ports combined.
"YOU CAN GO SWEET TALK TO THE WIND 'CAUSE I'M GIVING UP"
I paid FOURTY MFing dollars for this Japanese "mini LP" reissue (along with their 1980 follow-up 3-D for the same price) - only for both of their Giorgio Moroder-produced albums from 1979-1980 to be reissued as domestic import CD's from Big Break Records WITH bonus tracks and the extended 12" and 7" single mixes included just a couple years later for HALF the price.
Was still worth it, at least I had the pristine sounding first-ever CD reissues of both LP's two years earlier. And I was tired of playing my vinyl-to-CD sub-par digitizing with preowned vinyl I'd recorded with my turntable.
Friday, March 6, 2015
CLASSIC SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS EPISODE: "NASTY PATTY" [#84] + BONUS EPISODE
If the two main characters of a SBSP episode are Mr. Eugene Krabs and the Flying Dutchman - instant favorite!
EPISODE #95: "KRUSTY KRAB TRAINING VIDEO"
"NO!!! I'M *READY* TO GO!!! I SAID I'M READY TO FUCKIN' **GO**!!!!!"
Gawd DAMN I had to quote ol' Suzy at this chiropractor's office today!
The previous visit last week, I first had to go to imaging (much like Mary Oyaya AKA Master Luminara does over there in Uganda) at another location to get some X-rays made. About a month ago, after a pain on my right waist felt like I'd just slept on a bar below my mattress and it was sore and would stop in a day or two. When it continued for over a week, I'd gone to the E.R. around 3AM to have it checked out. Then after the imaging, returned to the chiro office and they made me lay face-down on this leather thing while this electric pillow wasted half an hour.
So I have another appointment today and I thought all we were going to do was review X-ray. Uh, no. FIRST a big Haitian woman done the regular checkup stuff but not excluding banging on both of my knees with a silver mallet. Then a long-ass quiz about "are you allergic to anything?" to "are you feeling dizzy?". "No" to every single one.
STILL not over. The chiropractor stepped in and asked a few questions about my progress, to which I answered "10% or less pain today and yesterday - I'm fine, let's get this over with."
NOPE. He leads me to a workout area room and gives me to a Haitian guy, who hands me a big inflated ball, and he takes one too and has me doing all this fucked-up Jane Fonda stretch exercises with it. By THIS point, I'm looking like Athena when SHE'D get pissed off at me.
And STILL not over. Back to that leather chair and ANOTHER 30 minutes with a damn warm towel and electrical-touch machine wasting more time. Shirtless.
As soon as the buzzer went off, before anyone could say anything or give me ANOTHER destination, I looked about ready to strangle somebody like you would a chicken and channeled Suzy:
"NO!!!! I'M READY TO GO!!! I SAID I'M READY TO FUCKIN' GO!!!!!"
Paid them the damn copay, signed the receipt and I was the fuck OUTTA there.
I had shit to do, keeping me there til damn near 5PM when I got there at 3! Fuck THAT! I'm MUCH better, 90% better. You can piss off now for the time being, go home!
After all THAT bullshit.....
TWO CIGARETTES, BITCH!!! AND A JOINT!! AND COFFEE WITH A LITTLE WHIPPED CREAM.
Had I brought The Peace Maker with me, I would have been out by 3:30!
This weekend I need to pick up whatever Marvel Star Wars issues I need beyond #1-#2. I know the new Vader AND Leia comics have began as well. DAMN Marvel, slow the hell down. But hurry up and get to those prequel-era stories you promised PLZ.
The previous visit last week, I first had to go to imaging (much like Mary Oyaya AKA Master Luminara does over there in Uganda) at another location to get some X-rays made. About a month ago, after a pain on my right waist felt like I'd just slept on a bar below my mattress and it was sore and would stop in a day or two. When it continued for over a week, I'd gone to the E.R. around 3AM to have it checked out. Then after the imaging, returned to the chiro office and they made me lay face-down on this leather thing while this electric pillow wasted half an hour.
So I have another appointment today and I thought all we were going to do was review X-ray. Uh, no. FIRST a big Haitian woman done the regular checkup stuff but not excluding banging on both of my knees with a silver mallet. Then a long-ass quiz about "are you allergic to anything?" to "are you feeling dizzy?". "No" to every single one.
STILL not over. The chiropractor stepped in and asked a few questions about my progress, to which I answered "10% or less pain today and yesterday - I'm fine, let's get this over with."
NOPE. He leads me to a workout area room and gives me to a Haitian guy, who hands me a big inflated ball, and he takes one too and has me doing all this fucked-up Jane Fonda stretch exercises with it. By THIS point, I'm looking like Athena when SHE'D get pissed off at me.
And STILL not over. Back to that leather chair and ANOTHER 30 minutes with a damn warm towel and electrical-touch machine wasting more time. Shirtless.
As soon as the buzzer went off, before anyone could say anything or give me ANOTHER destination, I looked about ready to strangle somebody like you would a chicken and channeled Suzy:
"NO!!!! I'M READY TO GO!!! I SAID I'M READY TO FUCKIN' GO!!!!!"
Paid them the damn copay, signed the receipt and I was the fuck OUTTA there.
I had shit to do, keeping me there til damn near 5PM when I got there at 3! Fuck THAT! I'm MUCH better, 90% better. You can piss off now for the time being, go home!
After all THAT bullshit.....
TWO CIGARETTES, BITCH!!! AND A JOINT!! AND COFFEE WITH A LITTLE WHIPPED CREAM.
Had I brought The Peace Maker with me, I would have been out by 3:30!
This weekend I need to pick up whatever Marvel Star Wars issues I need beyond #1-#2. I know the new Vader AND Leia comics have began as well. DAMN Marvel, slow the hell down. But hurry up and get to those prequel-era stories you promised PLZ.
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