Alas, E3 is on the verge of ending. Already Adam and I have departed for airports to return to Colorado, while you and the rest of the crew hustle to wrap-up our coverage of the show. It's been quite a bit of time, sorry we didn't have more time to talk. There never seems to be time to do that these days.
While I think Harmonix' Rock Band 2 party last night probably made E3 history, I still think that the show itself is suffering from a serious identity crisis. If the ESA and its members don't take a step back and reevaluate where things are headed I think we could be seeing an end to the show.
Of course there was still plenty of news, but it was no more interesting than the news that comes out of the events that stretch out for weeks and months leading up to and away from e3.
But at least we had The Who. Speaking of which, I noticed last night while updating my Facebook page with Who comments about gaming that N'Gai Croal, who was sitting a scant four or five rows behind me with Geoff Keighley had spent much of the concert twittering about the back of my head and its lack of movement during the show. I never did, as he asked, rock out and throw the horns. I got close with Pinball Wizard, but didn't quite hit my full rock-out mode.
Ironically, Croal's constant twittering of my inability to get my rock on apparently prevented him from getting his own rock on at the show. Hit the jump for the hard evidence. Scandalous!
This is all in good fun of course, Croal is a great guy. I do like how you can almost see Geoff thinking about his Blackberry (not present) in the picture. I wonder if this would count for the e3 scavenger hunt?