Hello and welcome to Dominik’s Little Old Purple Column the 18th of its kind coming to you from Canada.
The eastern part.
That bit over here on the map.
No not there. Further along.
Plot twist: I’m not even looking a map.
Fooled you.
Roll the theme tune*.
(*For those listening. Otherwise readers can imagine me miming it!)
I’ve spent a lot of time in recent columns talking about ZX Spectrum games and classic arcade games of the late 70s and 80s. I was trying to think of things from other gaming eras that resonated with me as much.
And you know what I miss?
The thunk of the disc when you slammed it into the Amiga.
There was something wonderfully solid about it, eh? Whether it was an epic like The Secret of Monkey Island or a cover disk from the front of a magazine. There was something so satisfying about the sound and the feeling. It was almost like the Amiga drive wrapped it’s arms around the disk and pulled it in. Then locked it down. And it was so wonderfully reliable. You never got an R Tape Loading Error like you did with a Spectrum cassette game, you never had to blow on it like you did with console cartridges and you didn’t have to hold it up to the light to see if it had mystery scratches that were stopping it playing like you had to with every game format on CD.
Even modern game delivery formats can be suspect. Everyone has been in the middle of downloading a game digitally and then been buffered to buggery and have that shit hanging on you.
Ooh! That sounds like a good blues rock song: Buffered to Buggery With The Shit Hanging On Me. I could see ZZ Top doing that one, if they used words like bugger instead of words like “dude” and “driving” and “beards”.
(AMIGA DISK DRIVE on the LEFT. AKA THE CLUNKHOLE )
By Bill Bertram - Own work, CC BY-SA 2.5, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=350965
I cant ever remember one single problem with an Amiga floppy disc. And that was also weird, because when they got right down to the three and a half inch version they were not floppy at all. They were most rigid.
Has there ever been ANTHING in life as dependable as inserting an 3.5 incher into an Amiga? The KFC mini fillet burger, maybe? The Honda Civic? Creosote? But none of them as much fun as the game delivery service on an Amiga computer.
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