Mix tapes. Cassettes.

It seems (quite rightly) that cassette art, mix-tape art, has now come of age.  I wish (dangerous phrase) that I'd kept more; and kept my mix VHS taps.  Not for the content necessarily, but that does have historical value, but for the art I bestowed on the boxes and labels.  No boxes here.  Maybe another day.

Next, I'll post some fake.  Now they... are funky.

These tapes are real BTW.  Some of them are 'communication tapes' that I used to use with friends when I was at uni (1980-83).  Phones were expensive and you had to go to a phone box so it was impractical.  Recording an hour of you (me) on a tape over a period of days was a fab solution.  You (we) could record music, just talk, go on field recording trips... anything.  Few survive in my hands, but there may be some in others hands - the recipients of the tapes - the end point for them was not necessarily me.