Hit the pause button, willya?

Three painstaking years it took me to transfer my valuable TV specials, interviews and live clips from VHS to DVD, and then Blu-ray appeared and zapped me like a stingray. Blu-ray is hated in most quarters and no wonder. How much clearer can the picture get? How blue can a Blu-ray sky be? It’s too clear; I miss the fuzziness of an old fashioned VHS. And I yearn to be tied up in the spools of a VHS tape that has stuck in the recorder. It was great trying to repair a mangled or split video. Putting on a doctor’s overcoat I took the Hippocratic Oath then applied sellotape to the injured parts.

But it looks terminal for Blu-ray as new technology will leave it to console with other fossils like Atari’s and Spectrums. A new masterpiece player is in the works and it will be a three dimensional holographic marvel of engineering. No more will the two dimensional plane of Venetian and Vertical blinds hold sway, 3D will be the way. The screen will be a combination of deck chair and lilo and you’ll feel a part of the experience of the new movies. You will be able to taste the bubblegum chewed by Johnny Depp when he kisses you or pick up a few teeth when Sylvester Stallone in Rocky XVII punches you in the chops. All this and you won’t need an Equity card.

Time machines will come next and in future we can go back to the past, we will all be Doctor Whose? Doctor Who’s? Doctor Whom’s? Och, you know what I mean just remember, first do no harm. How wonderful to go back in time to any period in Mankind. So many exciting moments in history that you could witness first hand: A premiere of a Shakespeare play at the Globe Theatre, the Battle of the Little Big Horn (I’d be on Crazy Horse’s side, of course), the Coronation of my beloved Queen Elizabeth II, Waterloo…not the battle but the song as sang by ABBA at the Eurovision song contest. I must tell you I had a brilliant day yesterday so tomorrow I’d like to go back to the day before today.

As for ipods, they will soon be shrunk to the size of a bitten thumbnail. They will hold over 500,000 songs. Now imagine all those songs are only three minutes long that adds up to 25,000 hours of music to listen to or put another way, 2.85198882 years. A lot of fingers and toes were used in this calculation. It’s not far off three years and three years is nothing, it took me that time to upgrade my videos, remember? So let’s go play all the songs on my ninth generation ipod, we’ll do it alphabetically.

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7 Comments on “Hit the pause button, willya?”


  1. Hi JW – what joy-filled memories of Fab Shiny Stuff! Yes, a trip back to the days of Jean Genie and Nutbush City Limits would indeed be a Thrill. (Except for unfortunate Perming attempts).

    I still have but scant idea of what a Blu-Ray is, but my tape recorder still plays 'Just William's very effectively.

  2. JW10 Says:

    Hi Dolores.
    Ahh, the cassette tape. A wondrous invention. Like most of my generation every Sunday we'd sit and record the pop charts from the radio onto cassette, trying to “edit” out the DJ's patter. Elementary production techniques were used.

    Great Perms in History, now there's a blog for you, DD.

    Sorry about rubbing it in again by inserting a video. And now time to annoy Expat (I've not found C.I's weakness yet); there's a lot of chips in Blu-ray.
    🙂


  3. Hi JW,

    It was Wednesday midnights for me, in the dying embers of the swinging sixties and the first sparks of the swingeing seventies, when I recorded radio to cassette on my state-of-tomorrows-art National Panasonic. Twin cassettes and Aux output to a third, with mega-watt output unheard of in my city block except by me in my headphones until I threw a party. Editing with that equipment was a delight, and after 40 years I’ve still got two surviving cassettes.

    I haven’t played them for a while, so I’ve forgotten what the music was, except that it was Country. Who said there is weakness in insanity?
    🙂

  4. Expat Says:

    Good Lord. You are all so high-tech! I am in awe. I still don't know how to program our VCR.

    But I remember 8-track and cassettes (Old timer's is not perched on my shoulder yet).

    Beter still, I remember seeing the REAL THING…Mick Jagger and Brian Jones lounging in a dubious nighclub in my hometown (and Brian's).

    Did I ever tell you that he
    (Brian) played in the same band as my husband before he (Brian, not my husband)was famous?

    Probably.

  5. JW10 Says:

    I like a bit of Kenny Rogers now and again myself, C.I, so I must be insane as well.

    Nice anecdote about your husband, Expat. The “What-if's” permutations in life are incalculable. Even small decisions can change your life. I have to quote from my favourite Robert Frost poem: The Road not Taken.

    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
    I took the one less travelled by,
    And that has made all the difference.


  6. Wow, Expat – he played with Brian Jones – utterly fantastic! Does your husband play these days at all? He should be sharing the joy of his obvious talent with an adoring public…
    Is he on Youtube in one of his musical guises? (or any other guise)…

    And wow, JW – I've never bothered to delve into the origins of a vague “road less travelled” that one hears from time to time… That five-line quote is Stunning!


  7. I saw the Rolling Stones perform live in 1964 when I was a guest at the Magdalen College Ball in Oxford. My other claim to fame is being born in 1943 (same as Mick Jagger). But now he looks about 20 years older than me, and as you can see, I have a lovely smile :-))

    “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost is magic, isn't it? Full of meaning for anyone who reads it…


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