One of the greatest frustrations I have is that the whole plastic rock craze came years after I was done with college and moved far away from all my friends. I still played the crap out of it, but only got a few glimpses of the full party potential of the game, and between my coworkers and my wife's friends the best we can get together are tame evenings where everybody just wants to play Bon Jovi songs and keep the difficulty on easy.
Nonetheless, there's a part of my brain that just lights up with pure joy when the abstraction of "video game" melts into the fun of flat-out performance - the part that threatened to make me pursue a career in music and that kind of wishes I had done so. For a weird all-too-brief period of time, the niche became a fad and bigger companies saw a trend.
As it turned out, no, it was a fad arising from novelty more than from some latent widespread unmet need. And so back into the niche I go, making every earnest attempt I can to truly enjoy Dance Central (and honestly I do like it to a point) and hoping that the Ion Drum rocker gets dusted off more frequently than my old DDR pad. And, to some degree, eager to find out whether the industry (and, very likely, Harmonix) can delight me once again in this next generation.
Thanks for the retrospective, Alex.
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