A few years ago I took part in one of those focus group thingimawhoozits. It was that kind of function where a big medley of mixed corporate cahooneys and skint students all muddled together to dream up new megabucks-making ideas - in this case, for an especially well-known telecoms outfit. Amongst the myriad ideas dreamed up that day, was one, I thought, particularly impressive prospect: Playing, say, the drums in one country, and having the sound transported in real-time across a great expanse to an overseas band practice, using the all-sparkly powers of the ever-expanding magical world wide intraweb. Imagine the possibilities, eh?
Strangely, that was the first thing that came into my head watching the promo video for Nintendo's new console, the wondrous, wacky and weirdly monikered Wii. The association, however, was somewhat turned on its head; far from transporting sound across the world, it was the act of making the music itself which I'd previously not considered, that now seemed so fresh and unique that I positively ached to get my hands on the machine - for here, in front of me, in the trendiest of central London locations, on a plasma screen TV the size of Tunbridge Wells, were moving images of a well-dressed twenty something not unlike myself (you wish! - Ed), making quite the rhythmic racket playing air drums