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Faces of Evil
(1994) The CD-i Zelda disasters (Faces of Evil, Wand of Gamelon, Hotel Mario); gloriously-terrible B-movie camp, meme gold.
Lyrics
[Intro] Beige plastic, getting warm under my hand. Philips CD-i 220, a strange promised land. The infrared controller, missing the first click. A little bit broken, a little bit sick. [Verse 1] You came across the ocean, a story on a tape. From St. Petersburg, a new hero's escape. Animation Magic, working through the cold year. To give us a legend we'd learn to hold dear. Dale DeSharone drew the map to the pit. Sent it on a VHS and hoped it would fit. [Chorus] Oh, Wand of Gamelon, oh, Faces of Evil. My beautiful, glorious media upheaval. Your jerky animation, your thousand-yard stare. The greatest disaster I'm so glad is there. You're not the hero we wanted, but the one that we need. A beautiful, terrible, digital weed. [Verse 2] Jeffrey Rath gave Link his voice that day. He had some... specific things he wanted to say. And Bonniejean Sandford, a Zelda so stern. A lesson in lip-sync we'd never unlearn. It’s not what they built, but what we received. A masterpiece of failure, I truly believe. [Chorus] Oh, Wand of Gamelon, oh, Faces of Evil. My beautiful, glorious media upheaval. Your jerky animation, your thousand-yard stare. The greatest disaster I'm so glad is there. You're not the hero we wanted, but the one that we need. A beautiful, terrible, digital weed. [Bridge] Then came 1994, and a hotel in a jam. Lots of spaghetti in the master plan. You were made to move units, a system-selling tool. Instead you became the king of YouTube Poop school. A legend whispered on the early web. From the life you should have had, to this one instead. [Outro] Mah boi... This peace is what all true warriors strive for. Just... wonderful.