Bruh, I know the difference, and you know the difference, but the person I shamelessly stole this meme from doesn’t. Please file your concerns with them.
I interpreted it to be from the squirrel’s perspective. Let alone miraculously knowing what an acorn and a tree are called, how do you expect a squirrel to know it’s an Oak tree?
I'll never forget walking into a record store, looking at a cannibal corpse album. The guy working there looked at me and said if i want the album for free. I was a teen with like 9 dollars to my name so i said of course, thank you. When i asked why he said: because it FUCKING SUCKS.
in 1999 you had the ability to get into a music shop, load the cd and test listen to it. Or just go through the music charts. Or wish for a specific song on radio.
Also 1999 already had Napster, Morpheus and others.
I think there’s also an element of the hit tracks often being a bit more formulaic. There’s a big component of familiarity in music that makes it appealing, so people might not appreciate the more experimental tracks on an album until they’ve heard them a few times.
Nope, not every place had the money to burn on a cd in a jukebox from every artist. Also standing there for 45 minutes to listen to the entire thing? Who actually does that?
Also standing there for 45 minutes to listen to the entire thing? Who actually does that?
Me. It was me. I was 14. I listened to the whole thing. I think the name of the store was “The Warehouse” and maybe another was called “Good Guys”? But yeah. Both. I’d take the bus to the mall and sit on that raggedy ass carpet that smelled like a movie theater floor and listened to the whole damn album. All of them actually (usually like 6-8 per station?) until the manager told me to leave. A couple times clerks would hook me up with burned demos.
God, I miss test listens. My favorite record store was very easy going in this, they’d happily let me stand there listening to most of the CD. The unspoken rule was that if you spend that much time listening, you’re going to buy it anyway.
One of the few shops where I always felt welcome.
In the 2000s, some electronics stores where I lived had “jukeboxes” with headphones and a barcode scanner, so you could listen to 30-second snippets of the songs on an album before buying it.
I still keep a pencil in my car. I know there’s no cassette to play, but my car feels naked with a pencil rolling around the center console or in the little tray on the dash.
It was less that we were poor and more that my parents had a lot of music and radio dramas on different media. My father still has more than two hundred vinyl disks that he plays semiregularly and I have an old audio tape player/recorder sitting around in my bedroom although I don’t really use that one.
? I planted an oak tree when I was 6, it’s now over 40ft tall, and is currently dropping more acorns than the squirrels can handle. I’m 37 now for reference.
In the pre-Internet early 90s, CDs were $15-25 (with inflation, about $40 now)…. And for a lot of music, you had no way of hearing it first. Shoplifting was popular.
1999 piracy mostly consisted of paying for a pirated copy that someone decided to make profit off; most likely, they weren’t the person to make the (first!) copy, and they’re not even sure what’s on the thing they were selling you. It was mostly bootlegging.
When I was a kid we still recorded stuff off the radio and copied our zx spectrum games on the family hi-fi. I’d say good times but it’s so much better now I can pirate everything in great quality from teh interwebs.
My memory is a little fuzzy with dates but I’m pretty sure Napster was going full steam by '99 but even before that we used to trade mp3 files on mIRC or ICQ+CuteFTP, I had hundreds of albums I never paid for which I am still amazed I managed to do over a shared 56k connection
Hey, I had a great PC when I was a kid! Top of the line, no expense spared. Heck, my parents even bought a fancy solid-wood roll-top desk for it.
…and boy were they pissed when I asked for a new one a couple years later, and they found out that obsolescence was a thing! From then on it was bargain-basement PCs until I was old enough to build my own, LOL.
(Only one of those subsequent computers ever fit properly in that roll-top desk, by the way. That thing was designed to hold a desktop-desktop (i.e., flat, not tower), fairly small CRT monitor, and a dot-matrix printer.)
That’s really a modern thing. It used to be that you’d buy a nice PC and 3-4 years later it can’t play new games at an acceptable frame rate and resolution.
That’s a good point. I was born in the 90s but I don’t remember upgrading my computer that often in the 2000-2010 era when I would have started playing. Maybe I didn’t play intense games or something.
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