One Man’s Trash Is Another Man’s Throwback
Yesterday I was hanging out in the air studio we call the meat locker. While watching a few guys move stuff up and down the hallway, I noticed they walked by with one key item. A boom box.
It sat on the loading dock for a half hour, and I soon realized the next stop (and eventual resting place) would be the dumpster. "NOOOOOOO!!" You can't let a relic like an old school 1980's radio have that sort of fate. I started thinking about all the tapes I used to play on mine. Everything from Aerosmith, to GNR, to Metallica. While I no longer have the boom box I grew up with, I couldn't let this one slide through my hands. Does it work? Irrelevant.
By the way, there's only one way to hold this.