I have always enjoyed a good dose of hard rock and roll. Being too young to grasp hold of bands like The Beatles, Rolling Stones, etc. my first true love in the world of rock was Rush. They were a three-man powerhouse from Canada I enjoyed seeing them in concert until their retirement after 41 years, then came the final blow following the death of their drummer, Neil Peart, in 2020.
I have seen different methods used to transport music from device to ear.
Thankfully, I was on the tail end of the eight-track craze. It never made sense having a tape in a case that rubbed against itself as it played.
After eight-tracks came cassettes. Talk about a compact way to haul and convey your preferred tunes, these devices just couldn’t be beat.
I’ve left out one very important way to enjoy music from yesteryear, the vinyl disc. That good ole standby, like a certain bunny we know, keeps going and going and going, and are in vogue.
Of course, there are the latest devices of technology like CDs, which last no longer than vinyl discs meaning about 100 years or more.
I guess as long as we are able to enjoy our music favorites, the device we use to complete this task is immaterial.
I had dreams of becoming a rock star in my younger years. Here is the URL to my last stint in a recording studio. I wrote theses two songs and performed the vocals and guitar work. Unknown to me at the time, the drummer became my brother in-law. The bassist was a close friend, who played with me for years going on to bigger and better things. He performed the backup vocals for the song, Street Legal.