What were the 1960s like?

Originally Posted by desert rat

I had almost forgot , boob tube. Back in the day you could either buy just a tv , or get one with other stuff . Record player , am fm stereo, 8 track , 1/4 inch real to real tape recorder ,ect. You had a big yagi antenna high in the air.

You could get the multifunction machines, but I recall my parents record player was actually the size of a small buffet. Of course the top flipped up to reveal the player, so you couldn't put anything on top. I learned quite young how to slide open the doors on the bottom and pull out Peter Paul and Mary's Puff the Magic Dragon and demand mom put it on. A rather sad song when one thinks about it now, but like the saga of the lower case n, it seems I was drawn to tales of tragic beauty at a young age. Probably portended my present day melancholy disposition.

...Gosh guys, yes ... The vinyl records ( which have made a massive revival).... But it was the 7inch singles wasn't it? If you were lucky they came with a hole in the middle to put on turntable, but usually they came without and you needed to insert a "middle bit" or you couldn't play them. And then of course there was always the other major issue.... When one couldn't be bothered putting them away, and so they melted in the sun LOL... Mind you, they DID go a really nice shape... Nice and "wavy ".....

Originally Posted by Elfin

...Gosh guys, yes ... The vinyl records
When one couldn't be bothered putting them away, and so they melted in the sun LOL... Mind you, they DID go a really nice shape... Nice and "wavy ".....

I remember those wavy vinyl songs.
In those days we didn't mind.
We had people with names like Wavy Gravy running around Woodstock.

[desert rat]

On the song ,puff the magic dragon , some think he was talking about smoking weed. The guy that wrote the song said it was not.

Originally Posted by desert rat

On the song ,puff the magic dragon , some think he was talking about smoking weed. The guy that wrote the song said it was not.

I have heard that. At that age, for me it was about a friendly dragon. But the 60s were different for each who, and each where.

Does make you wonder, puff the dragon, Jackie paper, having adventures together, no wonder I turned out to be such a bad seed.

.... We had better not mention the "magic roundabout" then !!!!

Originally Posted by ketzer

Yabut, every time we changed one of those channels we had to get up and hold down the rotor button until the antenna rotated around toward the right direction.
Remember the old vertical and horizontal hold buttons. It would drive ya nuts when they were on the fritz. It was like watching basketball or tennis depending on which one was failing.

Them were the days. Isn't that what were supposed to say?

Now I can have 200+ channels in 4k and nothing good on to watch.

In the 60s I remember looking at a thing they call
a catalog(Sears and Roebucks). It doubled as a booster seat and many more
versatile needs.
A step stool, door stop, making collages.
At Christmas time it was like a Holy book.

Originally Posted by ImthatIm

Them were the days. Isn't that what were supposed to say?

Now I can have 200+ channels in 4k and nothing good on to watch.

Maybe you just want to live in your fantasy world. Don't you know there are all kinds of reality TV shows to watch now.

Back in the 60s there were fewer channels, but probably more reality on the news. Now with reality TV programs filling that public need, the news channels are free to pick an audience and entertain it with fantasy programming instead. It's a win win.

I suppose if one is not to picky about the kind, we can say we get much more information from the TV then we did back then. All kinds of information that we can use to form our worlds within without ever having to talk to the neighbor and catch up on the gossip. Which is good because I suspect the neighbor of being one of them anyway.

Originally Posted by ImthatIm

In the 60s I remember looking at a thing they call
a catalog(Sear and Roebucks). It doubled as a booster seat and many more
versatile needs.
A step stool, door stop, making collages.
At Christmas time it was like a Holy book.

Well now you are dating yourself.... or maybe just placing yourself.
We had the discount store weekly liturgy from which to draw our Christmas prayers from. We could even go visit heaven and walk the isles for inspiration if we wished. The best toys were always within my reach to take down and drool over. Of course there were also the department store windows, with Santa and all the elves working busily away, which we could look upon with awe and reverence as well. I can still smell the cookies Ms. Clause would be baking every year.
Them were the days....