I hate the past. To me, the past is something we should learn from but never return to. I have no desire to return to the days where gay and the r-slur were every day jokes and and “Tits or gtfo” was a common reply to women on the internet.
But I love old machines and gizmos. I love gears and levers and buttons. I love things that clunk and whir. Vinage music boxes, Clockwork toys and VHS machines that sound like they’re trying to go into orbit when you rewind a cassette. I’ve always liked old stuff for as long as I can remember.
Is it nostalgia or just autism? Is it something I should be ashamed of?
As usual, I’m with the owl.
Gimme a bunch of big switches and buttons that go thunk and click, make it plausible I can solder a broken connection just by following the wiring without fully knowing how it works, make it mechanical so giving it a Fonz-style smack often does make it work
Understanding wiring without fully knowing how stuff works is a huge part of why I try to keep as much if my music gear analogue as possible, cause I know how a lot of that stuff works on a basic level. I can make a microphone from scratch, its not even hard.