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The One, the Ruler and the box which has become a legend is no more. Its sibling, the dark brother, has pulled it from its throne and without too much effort has commited an awful act of regicide.
The PSOne, our joy on rainy (and sunny, actually) days, the grey wonder that kept us glued to the TV with the help of collections of pixels like Squall Leonhart, Solid Snake, Crash Bandicoot and maybe even Parappa, has taken a final breath, and died a noble death. This post is meant to be a small obituary to remember those days spent trying to find the last Gem in CB2, trying in vain over and over again to finally kill Sephiroth in FF7, or getting one hundred percent in every park in Tony Hawks Pro Skater 2.
He burst into out lives in 1996 ( Depending on where you lived of course. Japan got their hands on it in 1994...) with nothing but a handful of short demos, a music playing program which would make shapes to the beat of your music and an incredibly hefty price tag.
Those games that were released then, Ridge Racer, Crash Bandicoot etc, while better than anything seen previously, were but a hint of things to come. Come 1998, 40 million of the grey boxes had been sold, with the number rising every day. The sheer user friendliness and ease at which games could be played meant that even yound children could get to grips with the controls.
When the PS1 was origionally released, gaming was still the pastime of "losers". Gamers with girlfriends were all but non-existant...the humble box almost single-handedly showed that braces, two-inch thick glasses and shirts with buttons weren't required to et enjoyment from a machine.
Today, 2001, more than 75 million PS1's sold, marks the end of its long and prosperous life. Although producers promise to create more games for the little grey wonder, it will soon fall by the wayside, doomed to spend its life in second-hand classified ads and car-boot sales. Its newer, smarter and more powerful rival, the PS2, has already flexed its muscles, showing us that the future of gaming will lie in its hands.
And so, I hang my head and sadly mourn the passing of an old friend, who showed me worlds that could only have existed beneath its round button.
The PSOne, our joy on rainy (and sunny, actually) days, the grey wonder that kept us glued to the TV with the help of collections of pixels like Squall Leonhart, Solid Snake, Crash Bandicoot and maybe even Parappa, has taken a final breath, and died a noble death. This post is meant to be a small obituary to remember those days spent trying to find the last Gem in CB2, trying in vain over and over again to finally kill Sephiroth in FF7, or getting one hundred percent in every park in Tony Hawks Pro Skater 2.
He burst into out lives in 1996 ( Depending on where you lived of course. Japan got their hands on it in 1994...) with nothing but a handful of short demos, a music playing program which would make shapes to the beat of your music and an incredibly hefty price tag.
Those games that were released then, Ridge Racer, Crash Bandicoot etc, while better than anything seen previously, were but a hint of things to come. Come 1998, 40 million of the grey boxes had been sold, with the number rising every day. The sheer user friendliness and ease at which games could be played meant that even yound children could get to grips with the controls.
When the PS1 was origionally released, gaming was still the pastime of "losers". Gamers with girlfriends were all but non-existant...the humble box almost single-handedly showed that braces, two-inch thick glasses and shirts with buttons weren't required to et enjoyment from a machine.
Today, 2001, more than 75 million PS1's sold, marks the end of its long and prosperous life. Although producers promise to create more games for the little grey wonder, it will soon fall by the wayside, doomed to spend its life in second-hand classified ads and car-boot sales. Its newer, smarter and more powerful rival, the PS2, has already flexed its muscles, showing us that the future of gaming will lie in its hands.
And so, I hang my head and sadly mourn the passing of an old friend, who showed me worlds that could only have existed beneath its round
Oh, and welcome to the forums!
Oh there is still life in our little grey friend yet, not many good titles being released in bulk but there are still some, Tony hawks 3 is coming out and that has to be classed as a big title. There are still other games coming out for it too, not all good, and many focus on the younger generations.
Also there are many of the class titles that will soon become platinum, Driver 2, Evo 2, Smackdown 2 and many many more. These alone will sell in there numbers. Remember too that PS1 lives on in our PS2's, and although many PS2 owners buy PS2 games, if they see a decent PS1 game they may be inclind to buy it.
However, it does seem that there is much time left for the grey box, which is sad considering what it brought us. But remember, it does live on in our PS2's.
Also there are many of the class titles that will soon become platinum, Driver 2, Evo 2, Smackdown 2 and many many more. These alone will sell in there numbers. Remember too that PS1 lives on in our PS2's, and although many PS2 owners buy PS2 games, if they see a decent PS1 game they may be inclind to buy it.
However, it does seem that there is much time left for the grey box, which is sad considering what it brought us. But remember, it does live on in our PS2's.
The One, the Ruler and the box which has become a legend is no more. Its sibling, the dark brother, has pulled it from its throne and without too much effort has commited an awful act of regicide.
The PSOne, our joy on rainy (and sunny, actually) days, the grey wonder that kept us glued to the TV with the help of collections of pixels like Squall Leonhart, Solid Snake, Crash Bandicoot and maybe even Parappa, has taken a final breath, and died a noble death. This post is meant to be a small obituary to remember those days spent trying to find the last Gem in CB2, trying in vain over and over again to finally kill Sephiroth in FF7, or getting one hundred percent in every park in Tony Hawks Pro Skater 2.
He burst into out lives in 1996 ( Depending on where you lived of course. Japan got their hands on it in 1994...) with nothing but a handful of short demos, a music playing program which would make shapes to the beat of your music and an incredibly hefty price tag.
Those games that were released then, Ridge Racer, Crash Bandicoot etc, while better than anything seen previously, were but a hint of things to come. Come 1998, 40 million of the grey boxes had been sold, with the number rising every day. The sheer user friendliness and ease at which games could be played meant that even yound children could get to grips with the controls.
When the PS1 was origionally released, gaming was still the pastime of "losers". Gamers with girlfriends were all but non-existant...the humble box almost single-handedly showed that braces, two-inch thick glasses and shirts with buttons weren't required to et enjoyment from a machine.
Today, 2001, more than 75 million PS1's sold, marks the end of its long and prosperous life. Although producers promise to create more games for the little grey wonder, it will soon fall by the wayside, doomed to spend its life in second-hand classified ads and car-boot sales. Its newer, smarter and more powerful rival, the PS2, has already flexed its muscles, showing us that the future of gaming will lie in its hands.
And so, I hang my head and sadly mourn the passing of an old friend, who showed me worlds that could only have existed beneath its round button.
The PSOne, our joy on rainy (and sunny, actually) days, the grey wonder that kept us glued to the TV with the help of collections of pixels like Squall Leonhart, Solid Snake, Crash Bandicoot and maybe even Parappa, has taken a final breath, and died a noble death. This post is meant to be a small obituary to remember those days spent trying to find the last Gem in CB2, trying in vain over and over again to finally kill Sephiroth in FF7, or getting one hundred percent in every park in Tony Hawks Pro Skater 2.
He burst into out lives in 1996 ( Depending on where you lived of course. Japan got their hands on it in 1994...) with nothing but a handful of short demos, a music playing program which would make shapes to the beat of your music and an incredibly hefty price tag.
Those games that were released then, Ridge Racer, Crash Bandicoot etc, while better than anything seen previously, were but a hint of things to come. Come 1998, 40 million of the grey boxes had been sold, with the number rising every day. The sheer user friendliness and ease at which games could be played meant that even yound children could get to grips with the controls.
When the PS1 was origionally released, gaming was still the pastime of "losers". Gamers with girlfriends were all but non-existant...the humble box almost single-handedly showed that braces, two-inch thick glasses and shirts with buttons weren't required to et enjoyment from a machine.
Today, 2001, more than 75 million PS1's sold, marks the end of its long and prosperous life. Although producers promise to create more games for the little grey wonder, it will soon fall by the wayside, doomed to spend its life in second-hand classified ads and car-boot sales. Its newer, smarter and more powerful rival, the PS2, has already flexed its muscles, showing us that the future of gaming will lie in its hands.
And so, I hang my head and sadly mourn the passing of an old friend, who showed me worlds that could only have existed beneath its round