Wednesday, February 10, 2016

part art

Once upon a time, there were record players.
Then we listened to music on stereos with speakers the size of refrigerators.
Now music wafts out of our computer.
Nothing children enjoy today can compare to the fun we had with record players. George Beverly Shea and Bing Crosby sounded like Alvin and the Chipmunks when we switched speeds. We laughed and jumped around the living room like crickets. Then we switched the speed again and the voices  s..l...o..w...e...d  w...a...y  down and took on an ominous tone, a sort of robot voice of doom that we found even funnier.
Interactive music; part sport, part theatre, part art.

1 comment:

Down by the sea said...

I used to love my record player listening to the computer is just not the same! When my son was at Uni six years ago he set up a record company in his spare time to promote local music. We were horrified when he initially ordered a minimum order of 100 records, but he knew what he was doing and records have become very popular with his age group too. We even now have a national record shop day! Sarah x