Long before we had stacks of plastic guitars and enough withered dance mats to blanket all of San Francisco’s homeless, Nintendo was dropping superfluous add-ons at an alarming rate. And each time they shoved a new one out there, we lapped it up like a delicious treat, fully expecting longtime support for this latest and surely greatest peripheral.
To posses an inner metronome is a glorious thing; the dance floor becomes your domain; the lead role in the trash-wanging musical sensation Stomp is yours for the taking; you find that people will like you better as you bop on your merry way. Alas, were not all so blessed.
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