Good old Days

I can remember like it was yesterday, coming home from work (1972, I was working a dream job for a music nut like myself at a wholesale record and tape company), pulling out an LP (that I bought at a discount) from the rack (Elton John’s Honky Chateau, CCR’s Cosmo’s Factory, or maybe Black Sabbath’s first), taking the disk out of the sleeve, and after placing it on the turntable, carefully placing the needle on the desired track. Maybe I wanted to play the entire side, or maybe just one or two tracks. When that side was finished I would turn the LP over and do it all again. Since I was 18 and still living with my Mother, I had to keep the volume down as she had customers in the beauty shop she ran out of our house or use my headphones. To change albums, I would put that one carefully back in it’s sleeve and get another.

If my girlfriend called, I could turn down the stereo and go out in the hall to answer the phone. I was able to bring the phone into my room, as we had a very long cord on it.

In my car I had an 8-Track player that enabled me to pick my own music to play. Of course I had to buy each album twice, both the LP and the tape.

Yep, those were the good old days…NOT!

As I write this I have 27,000 songs stored digitally on a PC in my office, which is on the other side of my house. I am wirelessly streaming a playlist of different artists to my phone, which is actually more powerful than my PC. I’m listening to this music on a small pair of bluetooth headphones from 20 feet away from my phone. If there is an artist or song that I don’t have, I can either purchase it over the internet, or stream it to my phone from Spotify. If my wife calls, I simply press a button on the headphones and I can talk to her on them.

At work I have a 128 GB thumb drive full of music, plus another smaller one with the top 100 songs from every year 1970 – 1984.

My car has a stereo system that enables me to stream via bluetooth either the thousands of songs that I have stored on my phone, or others that I can stream through the internet.

While some people talk about how good those good old days were, myself, I am loving the new technology, and looking forward to what the future holds.

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