"Rock Band" . . . pretty sweet video game.
I can't understate my level of tired . . . didn't get much sleep Friday night. Yet, I was over at Art and my cousin's place on Saturday. I watched my Heidi and my cousin Michelle bake cookies. Okay, I lied. I didn't actually watch them bake cookies. I did travel with my cousin Tom to a local Kroger's to get them eggs, peanut butter, and powdered sugar, though . . . so yeah, I did help in some way.
Tom and I terrorized Michelle and Art's cats with our wicked abilities on the game.
For some reason, I can't really do the guitar parts that well, but I seem to have potential to rule the vocals. I did a few of the tracks I knew well, like "Say It Ain't So" by Weezer, "Vasoline" by the Stone Temple Pilots, "In Bloom" by Nirvana, and "Sabotage" by the Beastie Boys (of which, the latter - you just scream. It's all about the rhythm).
Most of the vocals . . . on Medium or Hard . . . I hit at least 90-95 percent.
We couldn't do the drums because the cats apparently went extra-crazy to them.
So yeah . . . that game ruled. I wouldn't buy it, but I'd certainly say that I enjoyed it.
Also, I can't get this song out of my head. To boot . . . after doing 2-3 hours of making myself hoarse with the vocals on Rock Band . . . I came home and hit this song pretty well in a male range.
PS - I can't stand The White Stripes version.
PPS - I refuse to sing karaoke in bars. I hate that shit. So this game got mad praise by my blurb.
"Rock Band" Worked for Me.
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