You’ll be hearing a lot of this tub-thumping chant of the Patapon; the incessant beat that burrows deep inside your head and is nigh-on impossible to shake. You rap the undulating tempo on your desk, clink a spoon on the side of your coffee-cup; even when you’re brushing your teeth the beat of those drums spill into the real world. Suddenly everything needs to be performed in perfect, pulsing rhythm…
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