Thinking about the good old days...


I'm definitely  an old geezer, and have a lot of experiences and memories to reflect on.  Lately, I've been remembering the enjoyment of "audio" back when I was just starting down this path: the music was just so amazingly enjoyable and fun.  I think my greatest satisfaction with my own audio stuff was when what-passed-for-my-system was a Fisher 90T tuner/preamp, Fisher 80AZ amp, a University speaker enclosure that I built ftom a lot fitted with 12" University woofer and some University tweeter (I forget what).  The only source was a Lenco turntable with a GE VR2 cartridge.  Dang, that stuff was just so wonderful to my young self!
pinkyboy
@dsper Ever shop at Dodd’s Record Shop, or....Believe in Music (records and paraphernalia) back in the day in GR?
In the very early 1960s, I worked for a radio, TV, appliance store in downtown Fort Worth.  They were also dealers for the various Fisher "hi fi" consoles.  At some point, we also began carrying Manny of the Fisher components.  And, at the ripe age of 19 or 20, I got to demonstrate and sell those products.  Dang, that was fun.  
@dsper Ever shop at Dodd’s Record Shop, or....Believe in Music (records and paraphernalia) back in the day in GR?
I checked out Believe n Music but never hit Dodds. Probably missed a good one.

I attended Aquinas College and spent a lot of time in a record store, don't recall the name, close to campus near Wealthy Street.

However, I do have a distinct memory of listening to  "Brown Eyed Girl" in that store and thinking there was no stadium at Aquinas so I needed to figure out plan B, which was a real problem in that I lived at home while getting my degree!

Thanks for listening,

Dsper
It’s not just our hearing and vision that deteriorate with age. When we were in our 20s, we were bursting with energy and hormones, we felt immortal, the world was in front of us, and everything was new. Whether at a live concert or on the stereo, music to my ears at 70+ less often gives the shocking delight and emotional connection it so often did at 20. It’s not impossible now, but it’s a lot rarer.

The fault, dear Geezer, is not in our gear, but in ourselves! (with apologies to WS)
Hey Mike, I'm 65, my first LP purchased was More of the Monkey's. In all those years only my second wife from 86 to 2009 understood my connection to music. Only she could understand catching me with tears running down my face. It could either be just great musicianship or lyrics. Recently finding videos on You Tube from performances from my favorites and concerts from back in the day put me always into a crying episode.