Video Games Dead-to-me --

Waaay back in September or so, I ran across this: http://videogameslive.com. Like the Dear Friends concert series, the Video Games Live concert series features music from ... video games ... um ... performed live. Anyway, they were scheduled to play all across the country, including Boston, which is the only city this close to the complilation of boonies calling itself New Hampshire. Wanna-be game junkie as I am (I own a Dreamcast and a GBA), I was intrigued and decided not only to attend the concert, but to make a pilgrimage out the trip, calling up all of my two to four friends and enlisting them a la Chaucer, but with less rhyme.

What followed then was a series of excitement and disappointments, a graph of ups and downs as the VGL tour dates were rearranged, re-rearranged, rescheduled, revived, and ultimately rrrrrrreliminated atogether. Only the Hollywood Bowl show and a few others survived, but most, including the Boston show, were killed.

Weeks went by without any word as to a new tour, and when the new schedule finally came about, Boston wasn't even close to being on it. Apparently, the East Coast is too hard to reach for a series stemming from California, though it has no problem with Tokyo. Or maybe there just aren't enough gamers in New England, at least not enough who can appreciate the finer examples of the media beyond fucking Madden.

In any case, I feel burned. I had been really looking forward to this concert and waited loyally for it, like a beautiful anime maiden, hopefulness gleaming in my gigantic kawaii eyes, only to be tentacle-raped by the perverted demon of disappointment.

Holy shit, did I just liken myself to a hentai rape victim? What the hell is wrong with me?

Well, VGL should be playing in New York, according to its schedule, so maybe I'll make the drive and head over. But at this point, I've been waiting for it for so long, I almost don't care about it anymore. Living in NH sucks.*

*more on this later.