Cassettes.


Technological innovations, shmechnological shminnovations. I still haven't been able to bring myself to throw out all my mix tapes and cassette albums from the 80s and 90s, even though I haven't had anything in years on which I was actually able to play a cassette. Not for want of trying -- I've tried finding a cassette component for my Tivoli system. Yeah, not so much. Once I went to Circuit City asking for a cassette player. The 15-year old salesperson working there didn't even know what I was talking about. "You know, those plastic things with a ribbon inside that you can record stuff on?" He thought I was crazy.

Here's a photo of a bunch of bootleg cassettes I picked up in Cairo in 1999 -- a bunch of super-amazing (and super-90s) mixes -- that have been languishing in my Case Logic cassette organizer for ten years!

Anyway, the good news is that my sister and I went to her old apartment today to pick up some stuff for her new place, and she has a mini Sony boombox that has a cassette player built in! So I brought it home and now I'm listening to a remix of "Cherish" by someone named Pappa Bear -- courtesy of El Sharq's Countdown Music series MTV Vol. 8, which I picked up on a street corner in Zamalek.

Words cannot adequately describe how excited I am about listening to all these tapes tonight. Now, if I could only find my high school mix tapes...



Now I am listening to Ultimate Kaos' "Casanova." Amaaaaaazing.

"Observe Everything. Always think for yourself. Never let other people make important decisions for you." — from Bad News by Edward St. Aubyn