It's only fitting that the day after the passing of a music legend, we bring you one of the first ways peeps my age listened to tunes: cassette tapes. Everyone remembers their first batch of these. I believe my first cassette was actually Michael Jackson, which is what prompted this post. It was MJ's Bad, which I late had on CD of course (first CD, btw, Boyz II Men.)
Cassettes were first used for dictation and other stuffy endeavors before becoming the music recording tools we came to know them. Then they somehow became known as "tapes." Remember the Home Alone craze where everyone had secret recorders and stuff? Plus those little carry microphone kits where you could record your own music/voice/etc.? All of a sudden you saw a whole lot more of these blank suckers around:
Pretty sure they had the shortest lifespan too. The awkward time between 8-tracks and CDs was relatively short. Hell, people like my dad still clung to old record players claiming the "sound was the best quality." Maybe. The awful screech noise when you had to rewind or fast forward a tape was unbearable. Picture that guessing game if you wanted to skip around tracks. Nah, bro, you're listening to the whole album.
And, oh man, if you ever got the cassette jammed in the radio, or if you came back and saw your dog got it or something, and came back to this:
Ruined. Thing was toast forever. Sure, you could try and manually finger loop that stuff back in, but it was the worst task.
Other sweet cassettes I remember having: the Wayne's World soundtrack and Green Day's Dookie.
Anyone remember their first tape?
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