In which I become a crotchety old man

Tra la la la la laaa, what a fine day it is. Ouch, what's that sharp stabbing pain in my adolescence?



Gah! Dead childhood musical heroes creepily animated and brought back to life for the purpose of a guitar video game. Courtney, do you really need the money this badly? Is nothing sacred? What else from my youth must be pillaged and shoddily repackaged? Anger! Consternation! *bitter epithets against today's youth*

Well, at least they properly rendered the top of his head.