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I watched this happen in my own life. Four friends and I would gather to talk and listen to music almost every night in the '70's. Of course, now we have gone our separate ways, but even long before that happened, all of them put music and their modest systems on the back burner and listening for its own sake became a thing of the past. I found it sad and hard to accept for a while, but then I just adjusted to it and felt fortunate that I still had my system and love of music.

The same thing happenned to me...

The most happy event of my life was listening music with friends, never mind the acoustic or components...

But i dreamed all my life to afford good sound without the money to do it...

I succeeded in my modest way...

I watched this happen in my own life. Four friends and I would gather to talk and listen to music almost every night in the '70's. Of course, now we have gone our separate ways, but even long before that happened, all of them put music and their modest systems on the back burner and listening for its own sake became a thing of the past. I found it sad and hard to accept for a while, but then I just adjusted to it and felt fortunate that I still had my system and love of music.

Always been drawn to the sounds of music...*s*

The parents on weekends, playing lp’s of Crosy, Martin....old ’78s’ of their polka greats, those memories brought back when hearing various ’folk’ of various countries with similar rhythms, the varied instruments adding the ’flavors’ of that land...
They had a couple of Spike Jones’ discs, which introduced the concept of humour and the musical spoof, the early versions of ’borrowed signatures’ of well-known songs as ’hints & allusions’ tossed into entrances, exits, and ’mood makers and reminders’ in radio, movies, and later Television...the mass-media home hypnosis thing whose dinky circular CRT bloomed literally from greys and whites into flat screen colored symphonies of sight....and later, sound...Better sound....

Older bro’ playing Alpert, later bebop, M. Miller singalong groups...first on an Eico mono with a Garrard stacking tt, replaced by a Sony r2r and HK diy integrated tube amp....speakers from Lafayette in diy bass reflex cabs....

I’d sneak a sess with that later set, my intro to r2r and better... ;)

A period of playing with shortwave ’ham’ radio, held a license, strung dipole antennae about, learned to ’talk’ symbolically to strangers, moved on...but learned how to strip wire and solder...👍

Inherited the Eico and the Garrard; lost the Eico for an early Kenwood....built 2 pairs of 2 ways, cone tweets both, 4" in the small cabs, 8"s in the larger.

Moved out, moved again to the Bay from LA, with a 2270, Bose 901s, an AR with a Stanton cart....

Didn’t know at the time, but lived ’bout a mile away from Linkwitz....*g*wow*

Learning....haunting shops, absorbing all the livelongdays. Owned a EF Cortina, a Yam RD350....

....life was sweet single...

Mystic daze in a while.....fell in ’love’, moved beyond the Redwood Curtain to Eureka!...fell out, and fell out further....

Young landlady Vicki (now a therapist...good move) handed me a stiff drink and advised:

"You really need to get away from here....as much as you love the place, it’ll eat you alive..."

A hug, a kiss, gone in a week....to Oakland...

(Later back to visit and receive Grace the Wonder Cat, who was MBFeline for 17 yrs..)...

~Inter Mission~

’Preciate y’all...;) I’ll read you as long as you tolerate me...🎶

....mostly, always...🤞

“I’ll see you on the next one folks, take care” was Mike’s most logical and coherent statement.

@mahgister 

Haha, I’m not sure Groucho Is a legit spiritual guide!