Guitar Hero: a shredder's perspective

One of the KUAM Kids brought me a present this morning: letting me borrow his Guitar Hero I for the PS2. I wish I had a camera...I basically grew up with a guitar attached so much to me it became a de facto part of my anatomy, but it's hilarious how ridiculous I look with this thing strapped to me.

The guitar, which is the controller, looks to be a modified SG or a Rich Bich. It's miniaturized, has a tremolo bar (only goes down, not up), which makes it rather awkward to hold for me. The song list is awesome. I'm curious to see if riffing on "Cowboys From Hell" and "Symphony of Destruction" is gonna be harder than on the real thing.

But since I don't have a console here at work, I can't play the game - and my wrist is getting a tad sore just noodling to some music I've got playing in the background. Since I work for a radio station, I've been grabbing some Spanish acoustic guitars we've got lying around and doing my old scale exercises on nylon to warm-up. Tonight's gonna be F-U-N. And E-M-B-A-R-R-A-S-S-I-N-G.

(To my neighbors: my apologies in advance for the noise.)