Girl Singer is no more. I just got this tape a few days ago-for 50 cents- at one of my local second hand stores. I played side one. Perfect. And then I played side two-or tried to. My tape player had other ideas.
Which forces me to admit something. Maybe I do love technology after all. If Girl Singer had been in the form of a digital download, I could be listening to it right now.
I have a love hate relationship with technology. I know it can be a good thing-but I’m not always comfortable using it. Case in point-I will take one of those awkward accordion type folding maps over GPS any day. Even if I can’t always read the map-or fold it up again. I just like the paper map better. The same can be said for cell phones. I realize they are convenient-and even life savers in some situations-and yes, we have one- but how can they compare to the sleek stylish lines of a heavy old black rotary phone? I could go on and on-my list of old versus new is endless…
I know that what is new technology today will be old technology tomorrow. It’s really all relative. The Girl Singer cassette tape is proof of that. I remember years ago trying to show my grandmother how to operate her new cassette player, and having her tell me that she didn’t like these new fangled devices. Devices which are now almost ancient history.
So yes. I admit it. I’m ready to become as much of a technology junkie as the next guy. (I know you couldn't possibly read this post if I’d typed it on my old Remington Rand.) While it may be curtains for Girl Singer-I guess it’s not too late for me.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a telephone call to make. Just as soon as I do locate the cell phone.