Yeah yeah, I hear it every day. “Dinosaur Dad”, Nicholas says. Anything pre-iPhone is Neanderthal. And then it happened. Ancient treasure washed ashore, like gold doubloons from ancient sailing ships.
A cassette tape! Likely something from an ancient Deadhead, with protruding forehead, and deep set eyes. It was in the explanation of the utter simplicity that drew the greatest interest from the charges.
The concept of Fast Forward >>, Reverse <<, estimating where the song you wanted was located. And then the concept of a magnetic tape that became unwound, and required the primitive ‘MyPencil’ tool, inserted in the grooved slot to spin and tighten the loose tape. The sympathetic looks made me feel old.