A very important part in a teenagers life is music and so it was in my life too.
I was listening to all the hits of the week, month and year on my uber 4 band radio cassetten recorder Rolsound ( my avatar on fb – Eightyfour Theyear), modell 441 (that is exactly how it was written on it). “441?! Wow, now that is something…too bad its not stereo…why o why is not stereo… “
Well, it was mono and it recorded good enough, if the cassettes where at least of a medium quality. If not, the magnetic plastic tape got entangled between the moving parts of this ultimate (rolling) sound machine and the result was disastrous. The same thing happened when the cassette was C120, you know what I mean…Or you don’t? C120 – 60 minutes of music on each part, the usual was C60. Also, the magnetic recording head, a small cubic piece of modern technology, needed to be cleaned from time to time, or the poor Tina Turner sounded like she was singing from inside a barell. All was good till one day when i woke up in a hurry and I stepped on my dear music box and all the buttons on top of it got smashed really bad – this seemed to be almost the end of the world as I knew it – some guy repaired it and life got back on track again.
About the music which The Great Rolsound played that is another story.