Monday, 28 January 2013

Recorded History














The old man
in the stranded tram
played me jazz
on his Edison Phonograph.

Beethoven
on the Parlophone;
twelve inch,
seventy eight.

Sinatra
in the wee small hours.
Microgroove
for twenty minutes.

CD’s
and downloads
I-pods and
Memory sticks.

Hours and hours;
unlimited time,
unlimited technology,
unlimited choice.

But of those,
I loved microgroove the best
because
I was eighteen.

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Thanks Tess at Magpie Tales for the memory lane prompt.

17 comments:

  1. we remember songs from our youth the way we remember the smells of our grandmother's great cooking

    not alone

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  2. I love Sinatra ~~ even at the tender age of twelve I was humming My Funny Valentine! X

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  3. lovely Stafford- I wish I had all my old 45's from my teen years! Those were the days my friend!

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  4. I still have some 45's from way back when...How about 'Messing about on the river' as a real blast from the past,or names like Pat Boone, or Nina and Frederick? Sheesh, I'm showing my age.

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    1. My doctor ordered me off Pat Boone to avoid diabetes!

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  5. The sentiment is straight down the middle! Excellent.

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  6. Can't argue with your reasoning!

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  7. nicely done and thanks for sharing

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  8. Yes, those special things from our younger years do carry a lot of weight in our heart....love this Stafford! :-)

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  9. Hey you really stepped out and got the tram moving with this one, Staff', loved it.

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  10. Popular music always sounds better with a touch of nostalgia...

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  11. Oh, for the love of vinyl.....♫

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