Day of the Cassette

Christmas of 1987, my folks gave me this exact cassette rack, but even more holy crap worthy, it was three quarters filled with (then new) metal, punk and rock cassettes I’d wanted. Blew my 17-year-old mind, I tell ya. My parents have always been the best.

Of course, cassette tapes were a bane of their times, though nothing like 8-track tapes during the 1970s. You’re really telling your age if you know what I’m talking about there. 🙂 I lost so many cassettes from splitting or gnarling up inside the spindles of tape decks it’s cringeworthy.

Albeit, I wish I still had my box of cassettes I’d recorded hundreds of band and film director and actor personalities on. A gold mine from my past I’d love to hear again, no matter how long it would take to spin them all again.

–Ray Van Horn, Jr.

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