I have no idea why you would like lost in translation so much. There was nothing really going no there. Famous guy goes on business trip, finds hot lady, doesnt sleep with hot lady, and then goes home to his family. Whoo boy let me tell you, I was glued to the screen....
As far as recording artists go they get a few benefits for signing up with an evil record company:
1. Distribution. Sure, if you really like my band, the slashdot theory, you will buy my album off the internet and maybe tell a few friends about it. Chances are though you will just give the music to your friends instead of them actually buying it though (after all, I'm just some random band from the internet). They also lose all sales from someone browsing the rock section of karma and randomly grabbing your cd.
2. Radio play. Even though Slashdot Theory is hot grits on internet radio it gets zero radio play. You just cut out the x millions of people who don't listen to internet radio. Without your carefully crafted OK for the radio masses single you are going to have a hard time getting anyone to buy your music.
3. Cashy money. Signing bonuses look real nice upfront, despite the fact that for the most part they are a lone to the record label more then anything else. "Keep playing on the internet and dispersing my cd for $5 a pop to 20 people a month or sign my soul away for $10 million... hmm"
4. Touring. Slashot Theory is always rocking it out hard at barmitzfas(sp), weddings, and your local bar but those "gigs" aren't anywhere near the amount of money you pull in from a packed concert.
In the end, everything a band does is an attempt to get signed.
Music available on the internet? Hopefully you get a little bit of a following and the record company signs you.
Can squeeze your song onto a radio station? Hopefully you get a little bit of a following and the record company signs you.
Got enough money to devote yourself to doing nothing but the band? Hopefully you get a little bit of a following and the record company signs you.
Can open up for some other popular/semi-popular band?... think you know where this is going.
So no, record industry is going nowhere anytime soon because it's either sign your soul away or be doomed to spend all eternity in obscurity. All artists know this. Well, the ones I have heard about anyway.;)
No, that is not correct. They will sue you just because they can. Why? If they let you associate yourself with their brand (aka I'm going to make a Dead Rising patch!) and when you release the patch it fucks up your 360 or PC their name will be tarnished. Stupid, I know, but it has happened in the past. Also remember this: make all the noise on the internet you want about it, very few people will even know about it until they try to play the game on their standard def TV. Only 5-10% of your market actually reads game reviews, posts rants about games, makes internet polls, etc. The rest are made up of moms and dads who buy the games for their kids and the "unplugged" masses. You know, the kind who really just bought the 360 for the new NFL game but thought the commercials for dead rising where cool.
Anyway, the point you can have all the good intentions in the world but a patch for a console game is not gonna happen by anyone but the people who made/released the game.
The reviewer touches on why the movie is the way it is but then ignores the obvious fact. THE MOVIE WAS MADE IN THE 1970s! Think about how many people felt back then. We may live in a time now where "nigger" offends both races now for some reason and mimicking our favorite rap stars is cool but back then it was not like that at all. The fact that he can't grab Mel's humor as it fits perfectly in the era it was released is very sad.
Other then that, yeah, who hasn't already seen blazing saddles? I need to see a 35 year old movie in high def because....?
That is not the way goverment works at all though. Let the issue become a problem, let the problem become over blown, then either:
1. Wait for an election year if it is an "election topic" (stem cells, flag burning, etc)
2. Wait for a corporation to give you a large "donation" and then vote however they want you to.
"Something is seriously wrong at EA if their own internal development teams can't come up with something better than the Doom3ish low poly/overly normal mapped rendering engine from Epic."
No, not at all. They know when they release their new "bumpy shiny armor" FPS it will sell x amount of copies for x amount of money making them x amount of profit. As long as X > Development costs, they will keep doing it.
AC I think you have more problems to worry about then EA though. You seem to have some weird split personality going as your next comment is flaming your original comment. Seek help.
Actually I think Dreamblade is great. The "Chess meets magic" quote is spot on. I have also found that I like it over other collectible games due to the fact that with a starter pack and a booster you can beat most anyone who has spent less then $200 on the game. Of course, as with all games of this nature, winning becomes significantly easier when you can put together multiple "decks" for different situations (aka spend a few paychecks on flushing out your minis). Still, lots of fun. I plan to get involved in some tournaments and spend some time playing with people down at the local comic shop if for nothing else to see all the various builds and tactics that can be implemented in the game.
Farva: Gimme a litre o' cola.
Dimpus Burger Guy: What?
Farva: [Annoyed] A litre o' cola.
Dimpus Burger Guy: [into mic] Litrecola? Do we sell litrecola?
Thorny: Will you just order a large, Farva?
Farva: I don't want a large farva. I want a goddamn litre o' cola!
Dimpus Burger Guy: [to Farva] I don't know what that is!
Farva: [slowly starts shouting] Litre is French for...
[grabs burger kid by shirt]
Farva:... give me my fuckin' cola before I break VOUS FUCKIN' LIP!
Once you are outside the dungeoun and have visited a few towns, go to your map, click on the location you want to go to, and then say "yes". Boom you are there.
That will be $5.99 please;)
This is also posted to my blog which you can find in the normal place. (Yes, yes, I know the dangers of having an online blog. Thank you in advance.) Anyway, here is my story:
"Fishers Police Department - Keeping your streets safe one PI at a time."
As the door seals behind me I am left in a small room with two strangers, one who has just provided me with the means to escape the cement hell hole Hamilton County calls a "holding cell" and one who looks as eager as I am for the door in front of us to open. The door buzzes and what seems like an eternity later it opens, letting in a blinding light and an almost overwhelming smell of fresh air. As my eyes adjust to the light and I breathe in the sweet air it crosses my mind to lean my head back and yell "FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDOOOM!" but if I recall correctly that did not work out so well for the last guy who did that so I instead walk over to my father and began my trip home.
Now that you know the ending, lets go back to the beginning. Kris and I had spent the night celebrating Jen's Birthday at Stardust. Having finished our beers and being kicked out for cosmic bowling we head back to Jen and Tina's place about 3 blocks away from our place in the same apartment complex. After having another beer there we decide to walk home.
We are about 3 buildings away from our apt and besides Kris stopping to take a piss the walk home has been completely uneventful. As Kris and I are talking amongst each other a car pulls up directly behind us. I wave my hands and do a little hop to be a jackass and to try and get the guy to go around us. The car stops as Kris and I take the turn. I hear the car door open and "Hey guys, I want to talk to you". Thinking nothing of it and not knowing who said that since our view of the car was being obstructed by the car garage Kris and I turn back around and head for the car. As soon as we round the corner we can see a cop with his hand on his gun who shouts something to the effect of "FREEZE! HANDS IN THE AIR!". I hear Kris say "Woh, calm down buddy" as both him and I raise the roof.
More cop cars appear and two cops approach, frisk, and handcuff us. After a few questions we determine the police are looking for two people in ski masks who were stealing things from cars. Since we have neither stolen goods nor ski masks you would think this would eliminate us from this investigation. However, as you can see when we switch our view over to Officer Dipshit, this is not the case.
Officer Dipshit thinks to himself: Hmm.. they don't have anything on them but they must obviously be the perpatrators. I mean, there are two of them! And they are young! I mean, they could have easily stolen all that stuff and then threw it into the pond or something. God damn kids. Well, lets see if the person who called this in can identify them.
Officer Dispshit to Lady who called the police: Are these the men who you saw?
Lady: Well, despite the fact that it was dark and they were wearing ski masks, these two are most definetly the people I saw.
Officer Dipshit to the rest of the equally moronic officers: Well, despite having no real evidence to suppport the idea that these two are the people we are after and that they have not resisted us in any way, shape, or form, I think we can all agree that this lady won't leave us alone until we find the people she called us about. So, lets breathalize, book them, and call it a night!
Officer Dipshit and CO put Kris and I in the police car and begin racing at around 80mph to the Hamilton County Jail
Curious as to where we are going and why in the fuck I am being arrested, I begin asking him questions which he answers with a big sigh.
Me: Sir, my friend and I did nothing wrong. Despite the fact that he was underage, we were disturbing no one and walking instead of driving home. Why are we being arrested?
OD, with as more venom and contempt in his voice than I thought was humanly possible: Well I have someone who positively IDed you as the ones looking into cars. So you know what that makes you? A liar!!
Getting nowhere I begin to contemplate, as I am sure you have already, how fucked up this was.
Slashdot Mirror
I have no idea why you would like lost in translation so much. There was nothing really going no there. Famous guy goes on business trip, finds hot lady, doesnt sleep with hot lady, and then goes home to his family. Whoo boy let me tell you, I was glued to the screen....
As far as recording artists go they get a few benefits for signing up with an evil record company:
... think you know where this is going.
;)
1. Distribution. Sure, if you really like my band, the slashdot theory, you will buy my album off the internet and maybe tell a few friends about it. Chances are though you will just give the music to your friends instead of them actually buying it though (after all, I'm just some random band from the internet). They also lose all sales from someone browsing the rock section of karma and randomly grabbing your cd.
2. Radio play. Even though Slashdot Theory is hot grits on internet radio it gets zero radio play. You just cut out the x millions of people who don't listen to internet radio. Without your carefully crafted OK for the radio masses single you are going to have a hard time getting anyone to buy your music.
3. Cashy money. Signing bonuses look real nice upfront, despite the fact that for the most part they are a lone to the record label more then anything else. "Keep playing on the internet and dispersing my cd for $5 a pop to 20 people a month or sign my soul away for $10 million... hmm"
4. Touring. Slashot Theory is always rocking it out hard at barmitzfas(sp), weddings, and your local bar but those "gigs" aren't anywhere near the amount of money you pull in from a packed concert.
In the end, everything a band does is an attempt to get signed.
Music available on the internet? Hopefully you get a little bit of a following and the record company signs you.
Can squeeze your song onto a radio station? Hopefully you get a little bit of a following and the record company signs you.
Got enough money to devote yourself to doing nothing but the band? Hopefully you get a little bit of a following and the record company signs you.
Can open up for some other popular/semi-popular band?
So no, record industry is going nowhere anytime soon because it's either sign your soul away or be doomed to spend all eternity in obscurity. All artists know this. Well, the ones I have heard about anyway.
... or you can play City of Heroes
No, that is not correct. They will sue you just because they can. Why? If they let you associate yourself with their brand (aka I'm going to make a Dead Rising patch!) and when you release the patch it fucks up your 360 or PC their name will be tarnished. Stupid, I know, but it has happened in the past. Also remember this: make all the noise on the internet you want about it, very few people will even know about it until they try to play the game on their standard def TV. Only 5-10% of your market actually reads game reviews, posts rants about games, makes internet polls, etc. The rest are made up of moms and dads who buy the games for their kids and the "unplugged" masses. You know, the kind who really just bought the 360 for the new NFL game but thought the commercials for dead rising where cool.
Anyway, the point you can have all the good intentions in the world but a patch for a console game is not gonna happen by anyone but the people who made/released the game.
... and then get the ever living crap sued out of you.
The reviewer touches on why the movie is the way it is but then ignores the obvious fact. THE MOVIE WAS MADE IN THE 1970s! Think about how many people felt back then. We may live in a time now where "nigger" offends both races now for some reason and mimicking our favorite rap stars is cool but back then it was not like that at all. The fact that he can't grab Mel's humor as it fits perfectly in the era it was released is very sad. Other then that, yeah, who hasn't already seen blazing saddles? I need to see a 35 year old movie in high def because....?
You know, it's kinda like 6 minute abs vs 5 minute abs.
It would be pronounced "our a nos" ouranosss. The "nos" at the end would sound just like company that makes nitrous.
*phone rings*
*display activates*
Princess Leia: Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope!
That is not the way goverment works at all though. Let the issue become a problem, let the problem become over blown, then either:
1. Wait for an election year if it is an "election topic" (stem cells, flag burning, etc)
2. Wait for a corporation to give you a large "donation" and then vote however they want you to.
It's also far too easily ignored. Those flashy annoying ads get your attention everytime though.
"Something is seriously wrong at EA if their own internal development teams can't come up with something better than the Doom3ish low poly/overly normal mapped rendering engine from Epic."
No, not at all. They know when they release their new "bumpy shiny armor" FPS it will sell x amount of copies for x amount of money making them x amount of profit. As long as X > Development costs, they will keep doing it.
AC I think you have more problems to worry about then EA though. You seem to have some weird split personality going as your next comment is flaming your original comment. Seek help.
Actually I think Dreamblade is great. The "Chess meets magic" quote is spot on. I have also found that I like it over other collectible games due to the fact that with a starter pack and a booster you can beat most anyone who has spent less then $200 on the game. Of course, as with all games of this nature, winning becomes significantly easier when you can put together multiple "decks" for different situations (aka spend a few paychecks on flushing out your minis). Still, lots of fun. I plan to get involved in some tournaments and spend some time playing with people down at the local comic shop if for nothing else to see all the various builds and tactics that can be implemented in the game.
Farva: Gimme a litre o' cola. Dimpus Burger Guy: What? ... give me my fuckin' cola before I break VOUS FUCKIN' LIP!
Farva: [Annoyed] A litre o' cola.
Dimpus Burger Guy: [into mic] Litrecola? Do we sell litrecola?
Thorny: Will you just order a large, Farva?
Farva: I don't want a large farva. I want a goddamn litre o' cola!
Dimpus Burger Guy: [to Farva] I don't know what that is!
Farva: [slowly starts shouting] Litre is French for...
[grabs burger kid by shirt]
Farva:
Heart supertroopers
Yes, you are correct.
Try this:
;)
Once you are outside the dungeoun and have visited a few towns, go to your map, click on the location you want to go to, and then say "yes". Boom you are there.
That will be $5.99 please
As a hoosier I can tell you that although there may be more then corn in Indiana it is the most exciting thing around.
Riight, then why post as an AC?
/. is a lot like Wikipedia... good source of information but check your facts.
None, but it is a unit of measurement.
Don't know, but imagine if they could add online multiplayer to some of their classic games. Possibilities are interesting for sure.
Wow, great place to... see a bunch of guys... naked :\
Only if it is a manical crazed laughter or perhaps while making a sound akin to the screams of the damned.
... and you're just an AC w/ bad grammer. You may also be a towel but the jury is still out on that one.
Doubt it. Usually they either call everyone at home or gather everyone into a big room then escort them out of the office with the police standing by.
This is also posted to my blog which you can find in the normal place. (Yes, yes, I know the dangers of having an online blog. Thank you in advance.) Anyway, here is my story:
"Fishers Police Department - Keeping your streets safe one PI at a time."
As the door seals behind me I am left in a small room with two strangers, one who has just provided me with the means to escape the cement hell hole Hamilton County calls a "holding cell" and one who looks as eager as I am for the door in front of us to open. The door buzzes and what seems like an eternity later it opens, letting in a blinding light and an almost overwhelming smell of fresh air. As my eyes adjust to the light and I breathe in the sweet air it crosses my mind to lean my head back and yell "FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDOOOM!" but if I recall correctly that did not work out so well for the last guy who did that so I instead walk over to my father and began my trip home.
Now that you know the ending, lets go back to the beginning. Kris and I had spent the night celebrating Jen's Birthday at Stardust. Having finished our beers and being kicked out for cosmic bowling we head back to Jen and Tina's place about 3 blocks away from our place in the same apartment complex. After having another beer there we decide to walk home.
We are about 3 buildings away from our apt and besides Kris stopping to take a piss the walk home has been completely uneventful. As Kris and I are talking amongst each other a car pulls up directly behind us. I wave my hands and do a little hop to be a jackass and to try and get the guy to go around us. The car stops as Kris and I take the turn. I hear the car door open and "Hey guys, I want to talk to you". Thinking nothing of it and not knowing who said that since our view of the car was being obstructed by the car garage Kris and I turn back around and head for the car. As soon as we round the corner we can see a cop with his hand on his gun who shouts something to the effect of "FREEZE! HANDS IN THE AIR!". I hear Kris say "Woh, calm down buddy" as both him and I raise the roof.
More cop cars appear and two cops approach, frisk, and handcuff us. After a few questions we determine the police are looking for two people in ski masks who were stealing things from cars. Since we have neither stolen goods nor ski masks you would think this would eliminate us from this investigation. However, as you can see when we switch our view over to Officer Dipshit, this is not the case.
Officer Dipshit thinks to himself: Hmm.. they don't have anything on them but they must obviously be the perpatrators. I mean, there are two of them! And they are young! I mean, they could have easily stolen all that stuff and then threw it into the pond or something. God damn kids. Well, lets see if the person who called this in can identify them.
Officer Dispshit to Lady who called the police: Are these the men who you saw?
Lady: Well, despite the fact that it was dark and they were wearing ski masks, these two are most definetly the people I saw.
Officer Dipshit to the rest of the equally moronic officers: Well, despite having no real evidence to suppport the idea that these two are the people we are after and that they have not resisted us in any way, shape, or form, I think we can all agree that this lady won't leave us alone until we find the people she called us about. So, lets breathalize, book them, and call it a night!
Officer Dipshit and CO put Kris and I in the police car and begin racing at around 80mph to the Hamilton County Jail
Curious as to where we are going and why in the fuck I am being arrested, I begin asking him questions which he answers with a big sigh.
Me: Sir, my friend and I did nothing wrong. Despite the fact that he was underage, we were disturbing no one and walking instead of driving home. Why are we being arrested?
OD, with as more venom and contempt in his voice than I thought was humanly possible: Well I have someone who positively IDed you as the ones looking into cars. So you know what that makes you? A liar!!
Getting nowhere I begin to contemplate, as I am sure you have already, how fucked up this was.