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Thursday, March 29, 2007

One Of My Last Conversations With An 8-track Player

8-track: "Nights in white satin..."


: "Never reaching the end"

"Uuhhh, sure."

: "Letters I've written"


8-track: "Never meaning to send"


Curmudgeon: "ZZZZZZzzzzzz......"
8-track: "Breathe deep, the gathering gloom"

"Hello? Whuzzat?"

Curmudgeon: "ZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz......"


Update: If you're a glutton for punishment and maybe want to read previous conversations, go here, or here, or here, or here, or here, or here, or here, or here, or here, or maybe even here.



The Stormin Mormon said...

"Eight Track"



Malnurtured Snay said...

You had a conversation with an eight-track? Why?!

Erica said...

I actually still have eight-tracks, and a working eight-track unit to play them on. Pretty cool for a 31 year-old, eh?

I still stick to CDs for the most part, though sometimes I like hitting the record collection and spinning some Frankie Valli tunes.

To be fair, my phonograph player, eight-track, receiver and tape deck are all part of the same unit (more than 25 years-old, as if you couldn't figure that out).

curmudgeon said...

Takes one back, no?

In my head. Only in my head.

I got rid of the eight tracks when cassettes came out. Too much trouble. But I still have records too. Throwing them on is like a time capsule. Fun to do now and then though!
My turntable and receiver were made in 1971. :) They still work great. But the tape player is only maybe ten years old.