…not counting the fact that I’ve converted a batch of tapes originally recorded in 1983.
Some play properly no more.
Some need a little more persuasion than just adhesive tape and a screwdriver and the promise of a digital hereafter. Some are really messed up. Some are truly and genuinely screwed up. No matter how carefully and obsessively you (thought you) looked after those tapes by storing them in a cool, dark, dry place, far away from anything that could possibly generate a magnetic field, some of the mechanics and materials have started to fail. That’s because the earlier ones were cheap, rubbish no-brand tapes. That’s because they’re from 1983 and before.
And that’s 25 years ago… a quarter of a century, people!
Fuck, I am getting ancient.