On Black Friday, my younger sister purchased the greatest game known to man: Guitar Hero III. I was extremely disappointed that she took the game (and the Playstation 2) back to school with her- 5 hours away. However, she's out on Christmas break and the rock show has begun.
Possibly the best thing about the game she bought after standing in line for 3 hours on that fateful day is that it came with two guitars. Score. Now we both rock out to "Paint it Black."
I have no idea how to play a real guitar, nor does she, but we're delusionally confident that we could so play one in real life. She has mastered the video game guitar and now plays on the expert level. I can tear it up on medium level (which is 2 steps down from expert), but I still have a ways to go to catch up to her.
This is not your typical video game. It is not to be played while sitting down on the couch. Oh no, you must stand and get crazy, perhaps occasionally banging your head (only when you know the "notes" without looking at the screen). You can start a band and play with another person, attempting to accomplish a tour around the world. You can play solo. You can battle it out with another player. Any way you play it, this game is a blast.
My sister's so good, she already has a groupie- our mom.
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