Dead Things
Seeing as how my birthday just came and went, I thought it would be a great time to reflect on Nuts things that were once a part of our way of life but have since gone the way of the dodo.
A game of Magic the Gathering in progress. Like beating someone with their own shoe, Bryan defeats Jimbob with his own brainchild.
At its peak: Magic was our excuse to get together every week and be social. We'd play, talk, laugh and throw Oatmeal Cream Pies into Ginzel's ceiling fan. Magic is a collectible strategy game - those two words were enough to hook me. Once upon a time it was the driving force behind our annual Gencon vacation.
The downfall: As the game grew in popularity, it spawned a Pro Tour Circuit. Suddenly the game was hardcore and serious, and this was reflected in the design of the newer cards. Gone were the stupid, quasi-useless, FUN cards like Cold Snap. Much of the fun for me was taking oddball cards and making them work. They were no longer making weird, quirky cards. It was all business and ass kicking. We hung on to the hobby for as long as we could.
The Legacy: Fond memories, autographed cards and a burning, searing hole in my soul where this wonderful social hobby used to be.
Mike Patton formerly of Mr Bungle creating musical fusion along with his bandmates.
At its peak: Mr Bungle was terrific, nuts music. It was original, creative, energetic and fun. It could usually be heard in the background during our weekly Magic the Gathering game nights and pretty much any other time we got together. They were certainly never commercially succesful, but we loved 'em just the same.
The downfall: Only the band members themselves could say for sure. Here is a brief excerpt from a Rolling Stone article about the band's current state (or lack thereof.) "We could have probably squeezed out a couple more records but the collective personality of this group became so dysfunctional," Mike Patton says. "This band was poisoned by one person's petty jealousy and insecurity, and it led us to a slow, unnatural death. And I'm at peace with that, because I know I tried all I could."
The Legacy: Three great albums and several fine bootleg songs. We'll miss you, Bungle. If you ever change your minds, we'll be here.
Planescape Torment. Ahhh, the memories.
The downfall: It seems that parent company Interplay was suffering financial losses and began to eat its own young. Sad.
The legacy: A handful of wonderful games. And my T shirt.
At its peak: VC were freedom fighters, battling the agents of the evil Jeuwitski corporation. We fought against the senders of Spam and junkmail, those evil fuckers who harrass us good people at every turn. Plus it was a hell of a lot of fun and a good way to channel untamed aggression.
The downfall: We couldn't fight our enemy any more. Our emails began bouncing and the shitmail began arriving in waves. When it became clear that our battle could no longer be fought, Johnny Verducci killed his secretary, locked the doors and went home.
The legacy: The webpage and some good stories. The phrase "Dead as a Verducci."
9 Comments:
Great post Maxwell!!! How I long for the old days. You also forgot to mention that the Alright Guys are a dead thing. And taco bell's great nacho cheese. (probably not much to say about the cheese though)
the verducci's also left me with a handful of stories about several of the members. ive got the next part of billy bob's written but havent felt like posting it till i can figure out what happens in the 5th part or even if there is a 5th part.
I remember back in the day I used to play M:TG too, I wasted so much time of my youth playing that game, weekends spent on road trips to PTQ's, evenings at the card store money drafting till 4am, hours spent online reading articles and following Pro Tour coverage, etc ... It was one hell of a ride though :)
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BoBB
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I say if you enjoyed it then it wasn't a waste.
The Alright Guys aren't really dead. We're still us, we just don't rectuit anymore. Unless we want to.
I still have all my decks. Shuffled ever so slightly with a key card on the top of the deck. Each placed in a clear plastic deckbox for easy identification. The cup of shit (A container loaded with canadian pennies used for tokens) still rests neatly tucked inside.
There they wait. They wait for my return.
And Bungle.. I'll never forget my voodoo beads story.
Happy B-Day Mr. Nuts.
Incidentally.. I just read that the Verducci's cleaned up all their broken links/pictures recently. The site is 100% functional again.
good to hear the verducci site is back up. always good for a laugh, those guys.
i think i still have all my decks, though im not sure where they are.
happy bday mr_nuts.
Thanks Couch!
Hey! What about me? January 20th is my half Birthday! Don't I get any recognition? I'm half way to 29 already! Which is like almost 30! And then I'll be half way to 60! Jimminy, I'm old!!!!
Happy Belated Birthday Bryan!
well its mine and jimbob's and collin's unbirthdays so fuck both of ya.
"Next cup. Move down, move down!"
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