Rocking. Hard.

I’m not a talented musician.
Hell I can’t even play a single instrument to save my life.
But over the weekend, I was up with six other non-musicians ripping the aural landscape with our rocking guitar riffs and drumbeats on plastic instruments.
When the Guitar Hero World Tour set that aidil pre-ordered was collected on Friday, we unwrapped the box with as much self-restraint as hugh hefner in a whorehouse. And once the set was up and the x symbol was lighted, we became an eclectic mayhem of sounds, unified by one sole purpose - to be rock god-famous, win gigs and accessories like Alice-in-Chains punk wristbands and of course, to unlock even cooler songs like Muse’s Assassin and La Bamba which we will ultimately suck at playing.

Yeah we were rock gods alright.

We pretty much whacked on the whammy bar and chopped the drums the whole night until we decided that its tres uncool to use the preset 3D characters. So we came up with our own band names and personalized our own 3D characters.

Presenting …THE SURS (you may bow now)













We will pretty much do this again every weekend until we find other things to do that doesn’t involve spending copious amounts of money or boiling vegetables. Not that we eat vegetables anyway but… you get my drift.

Plus, I kinda liked having people over to our houses for these pseudo jamming sessions.
It’s good to know that our pod’s an incubator for the musically-inclined (three of my cousins ended up buying real instruments after a session at our house)

The best part ?
You don’t even need talent, just opposable thumbs and a rocking attitude.