The sound hit me first. That metallic crunch when Scorpion's spear connected, followed by the digitized grunt that my Mega Drive's YM2612 chip somehow made sound more menacing than it had any right to. I was hunched over our living room carpet—the brown one with those weird geometric…

You know that feeling when you're rifling through an old cardboard box and find something you'd completely forgotten about? Last weekend I was digging through my gaming storage looking for a specific memory card, and I stumbled across this folded-up magazine clipping from 1999. Edge magazine, talking about…

Some games just stick to your ribs, you know? Like that perfect Sunday roast your nan made—the one where everything aligned and you're still chasing that exact combination of crispy potatoes and gravy twenty-five years later. Flashback for the Mega Drive was one of those meals for me,…

There's something almost criminal about how good Banjo-Kazooie still feels in your hands. I was rifling through my cart collection last weekend—proper cartridges, not ROMs, the ones with that satisfying plastic heft—when I spotted that familiar yellow spine wedged between Mario 64 and Ocarina of Time. Pulled it…