SPONTANEOUS FRIDAY

Music and Rubber Bands

Rubber Bands

 

The other day I was cleaning out an old drawer in our back room. The drawer itself wasn’t old but what I found inside was.

I was looking for rubber bands and I was frustrated that I couldn’t find them. They had to be somewhere. I just saw them and in times like this I’m usually convinced that the lost item is playing a little hide and seek.

The drawer was in one of those out of the way places I rarely travel to. Kind of stuck in the corner, hard to get and sadly forgotten.

In other words the third child in a family of six.

 

Object of Yesteryear

Placing my rubber band search on hold I dug a little deeper curious what I might find. I knew the moment I moved on I would probably never inspect this particular drawer again.

I had to capture the moment.

As I pulled the drawer to the end I found, nestled deep in the dark, a lonely cassette tape.

During my youth I didn’t have the type of access to my favorite songs the way we have today. I had to be creative and the type of creativity needed came in the form of a cassette tape, a recorder, a radio station and patience.

 

My Generation

Today’s youth may have us beat when it comes to technology but when it comes to patience my generation owned it.

Allow me to explain:

  • In my day if I wanted a variety of favorite songs all I needed was a blank tape and my favorite radio station.
  • Of course there was always a worry that the tape would end during a great song but one had to travel the road of risk in order to reach paradise.
  • Once the tape was full of random songs a tape editor, or dubbing as I use to call it, came into play.
  • Mine came by way of a boombox complete with two cassette holders. It was there that I searched for my songs hoping to find a few treasures.
  • Sometimes I’d run into problems. The DJ would interrupt. A commercial would get in the way or a little static kissed the air.
  • Why did I go to such trouble you ask? Power. The power to listen to my favorites whenever I liked.

Rubber Band 2

A Tiny Problem

As I stood in front of the drawer curious what I would hear I realized I had a problem. Did we have anything in the house that would play it?

Immediately I headed to the garage.

Luck clearly shined that day as the tiniest little player I swear I ever saw sat between a cracked flower pot and a tube of glue.

After removing a handful of dead bugs I hurried inside with hopes of locating a battery.

The battery fit. The player was alive. I placed the cassette inside and pushed play.

 

Time Travel

Rubber Bands 1

The room suddenly filled to the winter of 1985. It was one of our worst winters I remember as the weather report gave away the biggest clue.

Songs soon filled the air with Don’t You Forget about Me, Money for Nothing and ZZ Top’s Sleeping Bag.

I listened to a list of canceled concerts due to ice and snow. Yes, Seattle wasn’t the best place for harsh weather.

The new 1986 Ford Mustang was coming to you this spring and The new Coke was everyone’s favorite.

Rubber Band 3

Well….I liked it.   

It was a junk tape full of raw random songs, weather reports and news about Reagan and Gorbachev.

It was a time where so many things had yet happened. A time long ago captured perfectly on a tiny forgotten silly looking object.

I’m not sure what I’ll do with this little treasure. I’ll probably keep it. It’ll probably get lost and in a decade from now I’ll discover it all over again.

When I do that wintery day of 1985 will come alive……again.

Rubber Band 4

 

Happy Friday Everyone!!!

20 thoughts on “SPONTANEOUS FRIDAY

  1. Yep used to do the same thing, tape off the radio, patiently waiting for a favourite song. Even here in Australia the best chance was listening to Kasey Kasen’s American Top 40! I still have the odd cassette tape too and a Walkman ha ha. My how times have changed.

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  2. You brought me right back there with you, Bryan! Man, I used to hate when the DJ would talk over the intro or end of the song. I must have had two dozen of those custom tapes, individually labeled. I’d often use that dual cassette player to record from “albums” in my collection, too.

    In fact, I still have a dual cassette player in MY garage. 🤣

    I don’t miss the cassette technology or the “old ways,” but is sure is nice to reminisce.

    “New Coke.” “Reagan and Gorbachev.” Get out of here with that. Awesome stuff!

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  3. Thank you, buddy. They are little time machines, aren’t they. I can remember when a tape broke. I would sit at the kitchen table and slowly piece it together. Our time was a talented bunch. Good to hear from you.

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  4. I love this post, Bryan! It takes me back to all of those hours making mixed tapes, waiting for your favorite songs on the radio (we had some seriously good music back then)!!!!! i may do a bit of rummaging and reminiscing myself today!!!!

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  5. Thank you, Susan. I thought I was the only kid who did this? 🙂

    Hang on to those tapes. They contain little pieces of us and that is special. You’re right about the music from our time, we had some great tunes.

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  6. Nicely done.
    Although I can’t match your luck in finding a long lost audio treasure, I do recall the times of listening to a radio, quickly pressing RECORD and then waiting to press STOP to capture ONLY the songs I wanted.
    I suggest you make a digital recording, magnetic tape’s fidelity does age.

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  7. Great post! My favorite cassette from that time period was one of Cat Steven’s albums — Catch Bull at Four — which was from an even earlier period. Nothing takes you back like the memories of music.

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