Now that I’ve used it for a time (a long time actually), I have grown rather fond of it. I don’t necessarily care about the HD portion (though now that I use a 24″ television as a monitor, it’s much more convenient), but the emulation is very good. I have all my retro-esque consoles hooked up now, with the exception of my PS1. It’s not that I don’t want to plug one in, it’s just that I don’t have the room on the computer desk/entertainment center. 🙂
The console is quite playable with the supplied bluetooth controller, but I prefer using the actual system controllers when possible. (I have a Genesis/SNES/NES controller set plugged in at all times, and surprisingly, you can use any of them for any other emulated console, of course the # of buttons will be the deciding factor.) If you wanted to play Super Mario Bros 3 with an SNES controller, it is possible (and quite usable).
On the other retro-console front, I decided to get my original XBox out of mothballs (I only have one other spare, and one with a dead DVD drive that I could possibly fix in the future) and play a few games. I am shocked how good it was for the time. I enjoy playing Gauntlet:Seven Sorrows on it the most (better than the PS2 version.)
I’ll plug in Morrowind at some point, after I play KOTOR again. (well, finish it for once.)
I guess at some point I’ll turn on my PS4 again. 🙂 Last time I turned on my PS3 was to play Robotron:2084 on the Midway Origins collection. 🙂
I’ve been bummed when a singer or musician dies, particularly one I really enjoyed hearing (especially my teen years.) When Kevin Dubrow passed away, I was sad, and in some ways still am, given the future he had with music and the revived Quiet Riot. Then Lemmy died, but he was just an icon of metal and rock to me. I was sad, but Motorhead’s music wasn’t my favorite. I liked it, but I never played it over and over like Quiet Riot. Or for that matter, Twisted Sister. When A.J. Pero died, I was really, really bummed. I still have my Twisted Sister poster on my closet door. A.J. is in the center, raising a fist for metal. I still get a bit teary-eyed when I hear something from Stay Hungry. Knowing he’s gone, and he had more to do as well. I will forever point to Quiet Riot and Twisted Sister for my love of Metal.
But one singer/bassist died yesterday that ripped my heart out of my chest. He had a long career, like Lemmy, but his music is something I listened to almost every day since I first bought Asia’s self-titled debut in 1982. I still have my original LP, that I think I will frame now that John’s gone. I don’t know what else to do. I’m a bit numb. All my favorites are dying, retiring, or who knows what. I know this is how old age must feel, but I am still going to miss Mr. Wetton’s voice. It was singularly unique and always soothing to hear. I don’t know what will happen to Asia now, but I am glad they reunited. It would’ve been a crime only to have John on three records. I’m listening to “Rock of Faith” right now, and it’s hard to imagine he’s gone. He has left a great catalog of music and awesome musicianship to us, but what can I do to stop feeling blue?
If I could go back in time and tell my 12 year old self to do one thing, it’d be “enjoy every day. Stop wishing you were older.” I’ll never get those days back listening to Asia on my Sears record player. And we’ll never see the likes of John Wetton again. His work opened up musical doors for me that I will be forever grateful for. I hope he knew how much we loved him.
Goodbye Mr. Wetton. I always loved your music. You touched the world and your legacy will live on. I, and the world, will miss you.