NikkiTCB wrote:It does bring back memories doesn't it. Every single one of those tapes smelled strongly of cigerette smoke. Opening a package upon arrival would take your breath away!
Yes, and then you'd listen to them and realize that you'd fallen for his "great quality" line, once again. Umpteenth generation, dubbed onto Certron cassettes. Those were the days. To be fair, though, I learned an awful lot about Elvis' Vegas and touring years by listening to the collection of The Arkansas Con Man.