Your cassette player’s gone the way of the dodo

(dons old geezer hat)

Back in the late 80’s, my dad and I came across this kiosk at the local Coconuts record store (which I don’t think exists any­more) that made mix tapes for you. It was called “Per­son­ics” and had a strange vari­ety of new music and old songs no one in their right mind would ever want to hear, let alone pay for. Does any­one remem­ber these things? They were sort of a pre­cur­sor to the whole Itunes-mix your own CD phenomenon.

You paid some­thing like $1 per track, told the machine what songs you wanted, and within a few min­utes it had spit out a custom-made cas­sette (recorded on good qual­ity chrome tape, if mem­ory serves me well) with a laser-printed j-card. After read­ing this arti­cle, (which I found linked from a thread about Per­son­ics on The Vel­vet Rope) I sud­denly feel the urge to dig through the cas­settes down­stairs and find my one lone Per­son­ics mix tape, just to see how awful my taste was as an early teenager…

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