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Violence, Check.
Gritty Muscle Man Leading the Troops, Check
Ridicluses 80’s War Film style name, Check.
Fantastic Game Over Screen, Check.
Actual Automatic Machine Gun, Check.
Ever so slightly racist and in total denial of loosing the Vietnam war, double check.
God Bless America, Check….
In no particular order.
Doom - A double gun shooting nutcase with more muscles than brains killing demons in the bowls of Nazi hell, or where ever it was supposed to be. Ps if you didn’t read the title of the game it says “Doom”. Essentially your already fucked before you haven even payed it.
Far Cry - Playing hide and seek with Nukes and Guns on a tropicle island. Yes please.
GTA Vice City - Sex, Sleaze, Neon Pink text, tits and ass, David Hasselhoff, the 80’s all rapped up and ready.
Super Mario Bros - The 10 comandments, the Bible, the koran, the Winston Churchill of game covers.
Metal Gear Solid - You have no idea what this is, it looks like a mid 1990’s coffee shop water color nightmare.
NBA JAM - Holly Super Nintendo’s Batman a basketball flying at me in all sorts of unfamiliar 3-D craziness.
Sim City 2000 - Strictly not a great cover. Simply due to the fact that this great cover could never ever live up to the expectation and hype it had tucked within its lovely box.
Sonic - If Mario was the pure out and out classic, then this is the first new wave game cover. Timeless.
Street Fighter II - I love the thought of an art director just drawing in muscles in to these characters until it was time to send the game out to the shops. Plus ut nice to see some of the less known more cult heros get a cover all of there own. Fuck Ryu and that bitch Ken.
I don’t exactly know why but theres something ace about this whole Dubstep type of thing going down at the moment. Maybe its a lunar thing, the days seem longer so we feel we can take a bit more time to enjoy things, like music, or 4 pints outside a pub. If my horoscope saiod something like that i’d genuinely believe that mystic megs stars are the reason I like these tracks.
They remind me of the first time I heard some ‘Chopped and Screwed’ dirrty south crunk. Coupled with the fact the Mike Jones was giving out his cell phone number in the sings (thank goodness his number rhymed) I remember thinking, ‘yeah…slower… that’s the most innovative thing i’ve ever seen. 2005 was a tough year.
Still it gives an impression of authority, with shitty trends like fidget and whatnot seeming to keep upping pace its nice to hear something with the confidence to slow it down, keep it heavy and fucking rock the joint. Imagine you’re in school giving a presentation in front of your ‘peers’ (aka bullys and girls you fancy), the really nervous and insecure columbine mother fuckers rush through, stuttering stumbling hoping the sheer pace of information will be impressive enough. It isnt, cos next up is a stoned London MC with a heavy bassline and then a Shrill, exciting cutie who’s vocals make you’re heart bleed inside your chest singing about how she well fancies everyone. That’s Example and La Roux.
Vitaly Alexius has created some truely awsome images of what the Apocalypse is going to look like when it arrives in a few months. Check the full collection out here!
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