Perhaps it’s the lingering echo of hours spent in virtual teen rebellion, but I find myself with an urge to defy convention. Unfortunately, this impulse clashes with the established rules of video game reviewing – a profession I’m compensated for and genuinely invested in (a sad but true confession). However, these are rules I’d rather not impose upon you, as, let’s face it, they can be profoundly uninteresting. My apologies, and with a humble adjustment of your expectations downwards, here’s why the context of Mixtape necessitates my adherence to them.
