After The Goldrush

'I dreamed I saw the silver
Space ships flying
In the yellow haze of the sun,
There were children crying
And colors flying
All around the chosen ones.
All in a dream, all in a dream
The loading had begun.

N. Young

There was a time when a Hacker wasn't a spotty boy in his bedroom, it was the coolest record player in the cosmos.

Well ours has arrived and it's a beaut - forty years on and perfect, a bit like BB.

Real switches and knobs with big speaker, a big wooden lid and wee red light.

'.... when playing fasten the lid for good bass reproduction' You don't get instructions like that now.

...and Neil Young sounds like an angel recorded in heaven