["Open Mike" is the often off-topic, anything-goes editorial page of TOP. It appears on Wednesdays. Please note that I will not be posting tomorrow, as I make a push to finish up the "It Must Be Color" Baker's Dozen for Friday or Saturday. Those take lots and lots of time. —Mike the Ed.]
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I have to admit that it tickles me to be a "dinosaur" by remaining loyal to the old mechanical technologies current my youth and even earlier. I suppose it's partly "annoying armchair narcissism" (a phrase I read years ago and have always remembered, a fact that by itself makes me laugh), but it's also just because I'm charmed by mechanical solutions to various cultural problems.
That's not to say any of them are "better"—as I've noted many times, the human beings have a very strong tendency to assume you're making status claims when you talk about competing technologies, but that ain't it. It's just that I have a bit of an antiquarian streak (this was true even when I was a kid) and I find "real" mechanical things to hold a fascination that software and digital files don't. A vinyl record on a turntable is a delightful confabulated steampunk Rube Goldberg contraption compared to a simple, efficient high-res digital file run through a wee DAC, and sounds clearly worse in many ways...yet I just prize the old tech. It pleases me in a way that "just getting the job done" doesn't*.
Of course I'm mainly interested in the result—music—so most of my music is in the form of files and the unexciting, low-prestige but very effective and efficient computer audio setup you see here.
So it is with most of my dinosaur enthusiasms. Here are just a few:
Turntables and vinyl records—I have a 1970s example set up in the "den." I try to listen to one side of a record every day, and I fail at that, but when I pull it off it reliably improves my mood.
Roadsters and other light, little, agile, go-carty automobiles—an endangered species, now that almost all enthusiast cars are either muscle cars (even luxury cars are muscle cars now) or trucks (SUVs and pickups). Further automotive allegiances include RWD, hydraulic steering, and naturally-aspirated engines, and straight sixes—all but the last out of fashion now (straight-sixes are coming back now because they can be made on the same assembly lines as the turbocharged fours that are becoming ubiquitous).
TUBES! The modern thang in amplification is Class D, AKA switching amplifiers. But give me EL-34's and big iron transformers. I know, nobody needs tubes. But again, they just please me. (My tube amp—here's my review, c. 2009—is in mothballs here in my tiny house, a sad thing. And here's the best/easiest one to get, if you are thinking of dipping a toe. There's no way to buy one of those through my links.)
Oil paintings—I know, so, so passé. But there's something absolutely luscious and sensual about oil paint that I can enjoy even when I don't quite approve of the art. I drop in on local galleries from time to time just to wallow in the paint. Bugger all, I'm happy!
Books—ah, books. I have a fetish for all of the bookmaking arts that goes back to early boyhood. In my early 20s I hung out with Bill Hale, Larry McMurtry, and Andy Moursund at their respective antiquarian bookshops in D.C. Hearing bookish lore from those polymaths is a cherished memory. (I still have a binder's copy of the first Irish edition of Gibbon's Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire that was a gift from Larry McMurtry. The cost of having it rebound has always outpaced my earning power, and I suppose always will.) I've never had the wherewithal to collect books, either. But I've made up for it by reading widely in the "books about books" category and with an abiding love for the art of the printed book. (Here's one great read that you book lovers out there will adore—and here's the most esoteric title, which I loved too. But be warned, Henry Petroski is a hard habit to shake.) And before you ask, yes, I reliably read very roughly a book a week, year-in, year-out, and now almost all on my iPad and "Plus"-sized iPhone, to which I admit I'm very attached. My love of books has not, however, abated.
Black-and-white film—why, yes, the world changed over to color. But it used to be black-and-white (in UK English: monochrome) as Calvin and Hobbes had it. When film gave way to digital the world changed to color in a very big way. But there's something so satisfying and lovely about the old ways. I no longer have the leisure or the energy to practice it, but that doesn't mean I don't still love it.
Horses—I rode horseback in my youth. Yeah, I know it would be a nightmare if we all had to get around with horses now (although the planet urgently needs a replacement for their replacement). But I confess I love catching sight of the Amish and Mennonite buggies and buckboards common in my region of Upstate New York. Their presence somehow nourishes my soul.
Film noir—no comment. Off my lawn!
Prints—again, I know, of course, we look at pictures on screens now. But I love prints, and the craft of printmaking, with a passion.
Alas, my happy dinosaur enthusiasms don't extend to typewriters (although I loved the Adler electric my grandmother gave me when I entered my freshman year in high school) or dial phones. Or handwriting and penmanship. Certainly not slide rules. Or outhouses! Not everything old is charming. And yes, I know my dinosaurism is in part an affectation, though I insist it's not snobby. I do think it's amusing that younger people assume I personally remember all the old things I like. They think that's why I like them. Not so in many cases...my first amp had no tubes (just as the house I grew up in had no outhouse). Most film noir predates my birth. And people are still making oil paintings today.
But hey, my gentle armchair antiquarianism makes me happy, and isn't that half the battle?
Be well, friends.
Mike
*"After all, CD players lack sport. You plug them in and have nothing to do! A beautiful turntable is a toy forever!" —Anthony H. Cordesman
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Patrick J Dodds: "I've recently taken to fountain pens—no going back. I look for excuses to write things down."
Joe: "I'm with you, Mike. And let us not forget pocket watches."
Mark Roberts: "Heck, I'm so old-fashioned I still have a digital watch on my wrist!"
David Fox: "A turntable sort of wears it's analogue technology, rendered mechanically, on the outside. The record spins and the needle can be observed in the groove as it works it's way towards the label. I can pick the needle up, or spin the turntable faster with a finger and immediately get feedback that confirms our understanding of the machine. It's charming. The modern high-tech equivalents are no less ingenious, in fact far more complex on the inside, but there's no way to inspect and appreciate them in any tactile sense because the engineering is buried away at a microscopic level inside electronic circuits that can't be understood in the same way. They also rob us of the physical rituals of putting on a record. But I delight all the same, knowing that the iPhone in my pocket contains engineering that would fill large cities, at turntable-scale engineering. I find it quite spellbinding."
Mike replies: I have to admit the iPhone is my single favorite-ever thing. That's not a very dinosaurish attitude.
Geoff Goldberg: "Perhaps modern thoughtfulness is the ability to appreciate both. In teaching, the push to all things digital a few years ago has given way to an appreciation for analog—students still like the feel of paper, the art of making. Too much screen makes the heart grow fond for other ways of seeing and learning. Living on both sides of the digital/analog divide can be healthy—it becomes a world of choice and selection, not a gloomy slide into only one way with the loss of the other. And it feels better to work with both. Some stuff is high tech (I’d be lost without Dropbox) and other stuff is analog (best writing with a fountain pen, the thinking is fluid and just tumbles forward differently). A morning read of the NYT on screen is followed by a lunchtime read of a paper edition, and it’s amazing the difference in the experience. One’s sense of hierarchy, finding the obscure, or even basic retention is very different depending on which version is read. Sometimes it seems they were issued for different days.
"So yes to the difference, and to each their own choices."
Steve Caddy: "We got our 9-year old a Polaroid camera for Christmas. She immediately took a photo of her younger sister, who came over, looked at the ejected paper and asked, 'But where's the picture?' 'Oh. It's still loading.'"
Stan B.: "One of the coolest looking pieces of technology ever—a Sekonic L-398A Studio Deluxe."
And you can still get them! —MJ
Here's a great book https://www.amazon.com/Houghton-Library-1942-1967-Manuscripts-Publications/dp/0674408500 and at bargain prices, for anyone who loves books. With plates by, and printed at, Meriden Gravure.
Posted by: John Dana | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 11:58 AM
IMHO, CD players now qualify as dinosaur technology; I lament the dissolution of the Red Book Standard!
One of my favorite audio toys is my beloved Sony D-25S, a legend in its own right, paired with Grado SR225s (no amp needed).
Posted by: LJ | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 12:05 PM
I have a tendency to sit on both sides of the aisle. Still use my Rega P3, but have developed a strong fondness for Tidal streaming music. I use a Sonic Frontiers SF40 EL34 tube amp in my office with a SS pre and in my main listening space I prefer my older McCormack 100 WPC SS amp with a tube pre.
I'm with you on roadsters, but having only one car I have Bimmer wagon, which gives me driving pleasure and carry it all convenience. I understand people wanting SUVs because they can sit higher and see out over the road, missing the point that it's because everyone has SUVs.
I do love books, but with my eyesight,iPad and Kindle have been a real treat. I miss bookmarking real books though and paging through them.
I have always been a color photographer, so I haven't really been moved by B&W, so I guess I am a Neanderthal in that regard.
Posted by: Dan Doviddio | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 12:05 PM
In my youth, a slide rule was an incredible tool and I still have mine. Today, I consider it astounding that I once could actually discern those tiny individual lines!
Posted by: Gordon Buck | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 12:46 PM
Mike, WTF - no manuals in your roadsters?!?!?!
If you’re ever in New Orleans, stop into the James Michalopoulis gallery. I visit NOLA once a year and quitely revel in the oil paint smell in his gallery. I also like his work. Jim
Posted by: Jim R | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 01:00 PM
With mechanical things you're in control. With most modern devices, the software is in control. All you can do is ask nicely for it to work. Sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn't.
Posted by: Anthony Shaughnessy | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 01:07 PM
We're close to the same age so I feel like your list is calling out for simple responses sort-of like a poll:
Yes. Sort-of. No. Yes. It's complicated. YES! NO! Not really. Yes.
But it's just too tempting to delve into some of those things, so:
Vinyl: I still have my old records and turntable and so my 20-something daughter thinks I like vinyl so she buys me *new* vinyl for birthday gifts. And I haven't bothered to dissuade her yet ;-)
Roadsters: Oh, yeah, I'd love an old E-Jag but for me (and my budget) the elemental qualities of roadsters is also found in motorcycles and certain classic bicycles so I can be happy with that.
Tubes: No. Except my Bass-guitar amp has tubes but that's different.
Oil Paintings: a very close friend of my wife's is a painter and our house is full of oil paintings. I love them. I know I'm exceptionally lucky about that.
Books: I'm a librarian. I've spent most of my career finding and using alternatives to books. But my house is full of books. Did I say "It's complicated"? Yes, it is.
B&W film: Oh Yeah, Baby! I started shooting and developing film again about a year ago. It's tons of fun. It doesn't replace digital but it's an excellent change of pace. I could go on.
Horses: For some reason, I've always found them mildly threatening. But that's (obviously) just me.
Film Noir: I totally understand and respect classic genres of film but I've never really been able to learn and understand them. Maybe I just can't sit still long enough.
Prints: I do love prints. And for a couple of years I've been telling myself that I need to buy a new printer and get back to this. But I never have the time. Maybe I have to wait until I retire.
Now, I realize that some of my responses may almost have a defensive tone to them and I'm sure that's not what you intended but I think that's just because we're of the same generation (as are most of your readers, I'm sure!), and your post is such a thoughtful list of things that most of us would have come across during our time. It's almost like we're a bunch of dudes in the pub going, "you remember [thing x]? That was cool", and the other guy says "oh yeah, but I was never really into that, I alway's liked [thing y], in fact I still have one in the basement". To which we would all grin and say, "really!? You should get it out sometime!".
Have a good day, Mike. Make sure you listen to some vinyl today.
Posted by: Phil | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 01:12 PM
I just bought a 1980s typewriter from its original owner. Mint, rarely out of its case. I've been typing like a madman the past few weeks, coaxing the old muscle memory back into use. And discovering a fun little world of typewriter fanatics out in the blogosphere. One guy has 1000 of them, meaning he ended up with no choice but to open a museum. Typewriters force the mind to write differently than word processors. It's all forward motion, mistakes in your wake, so it's fantastic for journaling or any form of free-flowing brainstorming or first draft expediency. It also recalls to mind my 8th grade typing class, where I was the only boy, surrounded by all the girls working on their future secretarial skills. Heaven. Little did we know then that in the future we'd all need keyboarding skills.
Posted by: Jim Simmons | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 01:24 PM
There are things we like, things we like having and things we like using. I had a Rolleiflex TLR for 15 years and in that time I shot one (ONE!) roll of black and white film with it. It was fun.
I finally gave it away. It had gone from a thing I liked using to a thing I liked having to a thing I liked. Hopefully the new owner likes using it.
Posted by: Speed | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 02:12 PM
I have tons of old technology. As Anthony notes above, the CPU inside every high tech device is firmly in the driver's seat while you're just a passenger making requests about where you would like to go. With the older machinery, you've got the wheel, for better or worse.
Plus, you can generally figure out how it all works if you really need to.
Posted by: Lee Rust | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 02:47 PM
I don’t want to *use* most of these things, but I have many classic cameras in my living room, I paint on canvas, I have books handmade on handmade paper, I have a lovely old Remington 7 (over a century old, thus a genuine antique).
I love the efficiency of digital, but yes, there’s definitely a charm lost in mechanics.
Posted by: Eolake | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 02:47 PM
hydraulic steering,
Eww, that's too newfangled for me. Dual circuit hydraulic brakes, yes hydraulic steering no.
Mike what you need is a Ford 9N or the later 8N tractor, slightly more complicated than a hammer, you can mow your lawn, plough snow, run generators off of it, or whatever rationalization seems plausible at the time. It's the Leica IIIc of tractors.
Posted by: hugh crawford | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 03:02 PM
Thanks for the Calvin and Hobbes link. I've been reading them on paper!
I second the CD player comment and would add that I'm enthusiastic about most things handmade by a craftsman.
Posted by: Jim A | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 03:04 PM
A propos of U.K. English a joke for you:
A crowded courtroom and a slightly deaf judge who asks the plaintiff:
-Do you have anything to say for yourself young man?
To which he replies:
-Bugger all.
The old beak turns to the solicitor and queries:
-What did he say?
-Bugger all, M’lud.
-Nonsense, I’m sure he said something, his lips were moving.
Posted by: Michael Martin-Morgan | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 03:35 PM
The annual Labor day weekend exhibition of steam engines and steam powered heavy equipment in Milton Ontario Canada is an amazing event. If you are within driving distance, make a plan to go. Event information is here.
Posted by: Robert Hudyma | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 03:49 PM
"kludge" - engineer slang for an ungodly mess that's been made to work.
"A vinyl record on a turntable is a delightful confabulated steampunk Rube Goldberg contraption compared to a simple, efficient high-res digital file run through a wee DAC"
With a background in electronics, I can say that the seemingly simple digital technology is much more a kludge then records and turntable ever were.
Posted by: MikeR | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 03:52 PM
Paintings were never mainstream or, if you wish, a consumer thing. Photographic prints still are, but are losing their positions.
For me, oil paintings are special compared to other visual art: 1. You can SMELL them! Laugh at me, but apart from looking and feeling with your eyes, your nose tells you, hey, it's a real thing. And 2. It takes more time and effort to make one (many layers with time to dry, unless it's alla prima). So again, a real thing.
Posted by: Ilya | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 03:59 PM
With these machines our memories live. Ramblin Jack Elliot turning under an open window, on a wooden plank on cinder blocks, and the curtains moving just a little as the spring breeze meanders in. The year, the apartment, the morning, the girl. Did really I live that life? I'm 67, might as well be 167. Could anyone know that complete of a moment now? How I hope so....
Posted by: Chris Y. | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 04:23 PM
@Gordon Buck: one thing slide rules do/did was to force you to keep track of the magnitude of the numbers you were using and the magnitude of the result. 20,000 is different than 20 or 200,000,000.
A book a few years ago ("Innumeracy"?) reported a study in which people who self-described as "good at math" were asked the population of the U.S. Answers ranged from 20,000 to 200,000,000,000. What was interesting was that most answers started with a 2 (population at the time was 200-something million).
So, many people were retaining something of the correct answer - the first digit. But they lost or did not notice or understand the much more important aspect: magnitude. All because they never had to learn to use a slide rule!
Posted by: Jim Henry | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 04:26 PM
With these machines our memories live. Ramblin Jack Elliot turning under an open window, on a wooden plank on cinder blocks, the curtains moving just a little as the spring breeze eases in. The morning, the year, the apartment, the girl. Did I really live that life? I'm 67, I might as well be 167. Does anyone experience a moment that completely any more? How I hope so...
Posted by: Chris Y. | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 04:43 PM
"I'm charmed by the culture of mechanical solutions to various cultural problems."
When I read this, considering current news, I was thinking, "Ah, Mike is going to discuss the relative merits of the gallows versus the guillotine."
Posted by: Jim | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 04:46 PM
Oh, oh, Mike, I must be a dinosaur, too. But I'm not quite extinct, despite my wife's and daughter's claims. I use a car with straight six, hydraulic steering, and manual transmission (you know, that complicated technology with a third pedal on the floor that so many of the "enthusiasts" today have absolutely no idea how to operate). And I listen to vinyl music via a Scott tube amplifier, a gift from a dear friend. And I regularly use black and white film in a dinosaur Leica or Rolleiflex (another skill that totally baffles most "photographers" today, where one uses an obsolete light meter to measure light, and horrors or horrors, must focus by eye). And finally, I sometimes write with a fountain pen, but most contemporary paper is so crappy, the ink wicks along the fibers and makes a fuzzy mess.
Posted by: Kodachromeguy | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 04:59 PM
I think you forgot stick shifts in those cars.@
Posted by: Jeff | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 05:05 PM
Let's see...
Fountain pens.
Remington Model Seven compact typewriter.
A bunch of Telecasters and tube amps.
A snow shovel.(The shovel is madness at my age and yet...she persisted.)
And of course, my M2 and M4-P Leicas.
I think I may have even passed the line from iconoclastic to crotchety.
Posted by: Maggie Osterberg | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 05:11 PM
Oh, and even though Enzo is a turbo four hot hatch, he' still got three pedals and a short shifter!
Here he is right before I put in the short shifter and a carbon aluminum shift stick:
Posted by: Maggie Osterberg | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 05:16 PM
Ah yes- Fountain pens! Writing becomes a pleasure.Ballpoint drags and nibs glide.Script can be modulated from fine to broad with writing angle and pressure.
A Mont Blanc is not needed - I have a Chinese-made Jinghao which cost as much as coffee and a Danish.
Posted by: Ian Bilson | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 05:24 PM
Balderdash, a good antiquarian word 8-)
Unlike Mike, I've used a lot of dinosaur gear. Music on wax cylinders (no amp needed). Holmes stereoscope viewers, I've used tube amps and radio station turntables. Ribbon mics and tube mics. Analog 24 track tape recorders (96 inches-per-second tape speed). RCA and Ikegami tube video cameras.
I've suffered from Tinnitus for about sixty years, so streaming music is good enough—and requires no expensive gear.
I'm a minalmilst who prefers small and light digital over analog, both at home and at work. When I die, my goal is to have all my possessions fit into a cigar-box., plus a small duffel of clothing.
Posted by: cdembrey | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 05:26 PM
AHH, give me a good map....GPS, Don't need no stinkin' GPS
Posted by: Mario Belcastro | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 05:58 PM
I will raise a cheer for the outhouse. A great saver of clean, fresh water, but a rather drafty experience. I remember them from early childhood, not fondly but well.
Tube amps double as room heaters providing welcome warmth in the cool of winter. Not so much fun in the summer. The warmth of the sound is matched by the cityscape glow of the tubes.
I have always had the best driving experience in small cars. A Sunbeam Alpine (50 years ago. Long gone.) for me and a Spitfire for my friend's older brother which I got to drive a couple of times. Very go-cartish. You don't have to be going at supersonic speeds to have a lot of fun when you sit inches from the ground. SUV? blah!
Does anyone else remember the tube radios in cars? I have a clear memory of being able to see the tubes glow, not sure how this was possible (I was very young. I might have been upside down in the seat looking under the dash. No seatbelts).
Off, off-topic, how about foot starter pedals where your leg was the bendix. You jammed the starter into the flywheel.
Feeling kinda old now.
Posted by: John Seidel | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 06:03 PM
Ditto on Vinyl. Love it.
My first car was a 1960 TR3a. Bought it when I came back from overseas. Drove the car from Fort Bliss to Homestead Air Force Base when I was 20. Got lost in New Orleans and a cabbie spotted my Army hat behind the seat and asked if I was lost. He said "follow me soldier boy" and guided me out of town then gave me a wave and drove off. I traded the Triumph for a motorcycle which was promptly stolen. Gods punishment for me being a dope I suspect.
On Okinawa my first piece of serious audio kit was a Sansui 1000a which was a tube receiver. Before coming home I traded it for a smaller, solid state AU555 which still powers my home audio set up and lashes up to the family turntable very well. It has both MM and MC inputs which still make me smile when I see them.
Early in our marriage Mrs Plews worked for a rare book dealer in Omaha. He distributed the work of Harry Duncan. Harry was a typographer who came to Omaha after printing books of poetry in Cummington, Vermont and Grinnel, Iowa.
Harry printed hand set, hand printed books in editions of 175 to 250 each. Harry and the book store are long gone but we have a shelf full of his work and it's a treasure. Harry's edition of Charles Martin's translation of Catullus is a masterpiece on all counts.
I share your love of B&W film, still have a darkroom but alas have not used it in over a year. Just can't find the time.
Nothing to add on the subject of horses.
Film Noir is the best thing about TCM. Even bad Film Noir is fun.
Until you can hold it in your hand it's an image not a photograph.
Posted by: mike plews | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 06:14 PM
I have been a sucker for the easy and the light weight in photography.
So it is digital not film for me. But the cameras have to cameras ... so Olympus Em5 / Fuji XT1/X100f ...all bring some of the joy of the old dsys.
On the other hand ...
Books not kindle
Proper tea ...no tea bags with their unecessary plastic.
Coffee beans.
Family evenings with cards and board games ...Mah Jongg that glorified Rummy being the favourite.
Open coal fires ( I know, I know ...dodgy!)
But my 19 and 23 year old .....they give rise to hope.
Both use 1950s type writers to write letters!
Both use Rega 3 turntables for their LPs.
Both use OLYMPUS Trips
Both read far far more voraciously than I.
Room for the old AND the new!
Posted by: Tom Bell | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 06:50 PM
Jethro Tull's song Heavy Horses is an ode to the working horse. Four lines from the lyrics;
And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry
And the nights are seen to draw colder
They'll beg for your strength, your gentle power
Your noble grace and your bearing
Posted by: Robert Roaldi | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 09:58 PM
Wow.
I'm right there with ya on every single one of those. (Except the horses.)
And a few months ago you wrote about shooting black & white with Plus-X, (or Verichrome) yellow filter, D-76 1:1, and Portriga, exactly my good light process through the 70's and 80's. (Sometimes Plus-X at EI 64)
(cue Twilight Zone music.)
Posted by: Scott Paris | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 10:10 PM
You've got to love the "Eighth Wonder Of The World" (Thomas Edison): the Linotype machine. https://vimeo.com/15032988
Posted by: Bob Kopf | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 10:15 PM
A few years ago, I met some engineering students who were attending the University of California at Davis. I received puzzled looks when I mentioned using a slide rule when I was a science student. I went online to show them photographs of various straight and round slide rules. They were amazed that these had been used in the past. I probably could have elicited a similar reaction if I had brought up the abacus.
Posted by: R. Edelman | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 10:34 PM
Nothing wrong to admire/collect/use mature items which have achieved a certain level of excellence. One does not need, necessarily, to embrace something more recent just because they exist.
Posted by: A. Dias | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 10:36 PM
"Our head always looks for novelty, our heart always the same." (Anselm Grün, benedictine monk, Münsterschwarzach abbey)
Posted by: Jacques Leonard | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 10:37 PM
Mike, one regret I have about leaving the Washington DC area, and my job at the Phillips Collection, is that I am no longer within walking distance of two great bookstores; Second Story (used) and Kramerbooks (new). In Rochester, look up Greenwood Books on East Ave. The owner there, Franlee Frank, is a good friend (and patron) of mine, and the selection there is outstanding.
Posted by: Mark Sampson | Wednesday, 21 February 2018 at 11:35 PM
Vinyl - check.
Tubes *cough* Valves - check.
Black and white film - double check.
Film noir - check.
Prints - check.
Posted by: David Cope | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 01:27 AM
Absolutely! MMM camera’s (your term) are a delight just to fondle. They make nice sounds and have a satisfying heft even while compact in hand.
And, I like any instrument that has operating instructions that can be put on an index card.
Posted by: John Robison | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 01:38 AM
Funny, for the last year or so I have used pencils instead of pens. Old fashioned wood pencils sharpened with a quality sharpener is a joy to write with. Palomino Blackwing 602 and Tombow MONO100 HB are my favorites.
Posted by: Johan Grahn | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 02:56 AM
Mike,
I must belong to a younger dinosaur generation then, being approximately fifteen years younger than you.
For ten years I have been using fountain pens and, as Patrick wrote, there is no going back to ballpoints or other. It is an aesthetic pleasure experience like no other. The only other writing implement I can abide, besides the keyboard, is the wooden pencil. No snobism, just very comfortable tools.
I still use CDs, and would use LPs if I had the space. No streaming, no mp3s, and I am not even an audiophile, but I grew bored with listening to music from the smart phone. Identified the problem (flat sound), bought a dedicated player for lossless files, copy the CDs to it and am all set for as long as it keeps working.
I still use my quirky Pentax K-01 from 2013 and bought a used K-3 two years ago. Perfectly fine tools for an enthusiast and hobbyist. Will not buy another until they break or start to feel too heavy.
I still use a Ricoh GRIII from 2009 and would like to find a nice condition GR IV from 2011 just to quit worrying about the future for my pocket cams. The APS-C GR was probably an inevitable but to my mind unnecessary step, and the next rumoured to be full frame GR would be another step in the wrong direction because... GR cameras should be small and swift! Still dream about a fixed 50 GR but that would admittedly also be a step away from the GR aesthetic.
Books books books. Printed on paper. Don't even know where to start. Almost obsessed with them and it will never end.
I think it is not as much a dinosaur thing as a way of maintaining a hold onto objects, tools and experiences that you really connect with, and not allowing yourself to fall victim to advertising and the endless efforts from private industry to influence and control your judgment.
All the best/Mattias
Posted by: Mattias | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 02:57 AM
Very much with you Mike. I think the point is that just because change is inevitable it does not mean it results in something that is better or even necessary. No need to despair though as many of the things you mention are enjoying a renaissance. Monochrome is more popular than ever and printing will never die because, as with vinyl records,the result is a real physical product that can be owned. My ten year old granddaughter has just asked me for a fountain pen. How about that.
Posted by: Bob Johnston | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 03:21 AM
What about shellac 78 rpm records? Why NOBODY cares of them now?
Only vinyl and vinyl...
I'm older than yoy, Mike, but I hate vinyl recors, analog photography, manual gear box and I prefer color whenever possible.
BTW I wrote SF short story "6L6GC" about audio tubes possessed by demon...
Posted by: Janek | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 04:31 AM
There is something about not wanting to relinquish control to a bunch of algorithms that you only half understand, don’t quite trust (sat nav) and can’t control via settings.
I have a fondness for items from previous generations of the family (pre baby boomer) that I can still use, and are small enough to fit into a townhouse.
Posted by: Not THAT Ross Cameron | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 05:03 AM
My mechanical things just keep working! Pocket watch, 55 yr old tube amp and tuner, fountain pen, turntable and a 75 Saab V4. I have cameras dating back 100 years, still working well. What's not to like?
Posted by: Ian Hunter | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 05:21 AM
Odd: the other day I passed by a shop window awash with old dial telephones. Curiosity drew me into a conversation with the lady at the shop, who taught me it's impossible to convert those old phones into the present age of digital communication. With a rotary dial, dialing is so slow that the phone fails to connect. Even the last-gen button phones of the pre-RITA age are unable to cope with the speed of today's connections. It would be foolhardy to buy one of those telephones, save for strictly ornamental purposes. You see, even dinosaurs need to keep updated.
As for the lower quality of vinyl, you can't extract anything out of an LP with lesser cartridges and tonearms. Anything south of a Rega tonearm and Ortofon cartridge is a disaster. And turntables are awfully fiddly to set up. (Do you remember how Linn LP 12 aficionados would debate which grommets were the best-sounding?) Once everything falls into place, however, nothing is as blissful as listening to a good vinyl record.
And vinyl will survive CD. People can get the same (or equivalent) quality from digital files that they can download for free - or at least for a very low price -, so there's no point in buying CDs. Vinyl, on the other hand, is a tactile experience and far more gratifying to collect and preserve than CDs. (Why keep a CD collection if you can store all its content in a pen drive?)
Posted by: Manuel | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 05:44 AM
For me, the older postage stamps are often little works of art. The stamps today are pretty much just stickers.
-larry
Posted by: Beerfueled | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 07:00 AM
Not into typewriters?
So you and Tom wouldn't have a lot to talk about then?
;-)
Posted by: Steve Higgins | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 08:14 AM
Software seems so...arbitrary. The thought process in machines is three-dimensional and visible, and we can appreciate it. Maybe it's a replacement fantasy--we wish we were (or still were) the geniuses who could create such effective designs from mere materials.
I would add mechanical wristwatches to your list, surely the ultimate expression of precision micromachines. And even more expensive than that amplifier you linked (which, by the way, is about as snobby as a piece of audio gear can get.)
When I hold in my hands one of my Pentax 67's, or a Sinar Norma, I feel as thought I'm holding something. It's an object, not merely a concept. The concept that drove it had to pass muster in the three-dimensional world.
But that romance did not drive the engineers and manufacturers at Asahi back in the day. They were entirely focused on solving a particular problem using the best technology at hand. So, why do we revere it now? I think for us greybeards it reminds us of a time when experience trumped youth. We like that, given that we have an abundance of the former and none of the latter.
But I do see younger folks being strangely attracted to mechanical solutions of the past, and I think it's the high-touch reaction to high-tech predicted by Naisbitt 40 years ago. But not for me. High tech also holds magic for me, except when I'm resenting the adolescents who are dictating to me how I'm supposed to appreciate it. I just wish it would work as often as they insist it does.
-Rick
Posted by: Rick Denney | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 08:15 AM
Many of us have similar proclivities , often tied ,I think, to the idea of the mechanism. A mechanical train of parts, put together in ingenious ways to achieve a result far beyond what the mundane materials and often relatively simple parts would suggest.. What is more, we can see or feel or hear them working. The skill of the maker is on full display. The progression of parts and functions 'make sense' to us.
These objects often require our participation -weather winding a watch, Sharpening a fine hand plane or doing routine maintenance on a simple but exhilarating roadster.
These things speak our natural language, Analog.
This is not to say that the digital world cannot be as beautiful, but it requires a set of skills most of us do not have. You have to be a coder to see the elegance and beauty in code. We can certainly appreciate the RESULTS of the coder's efforts, we love our digital cameras etc, but we love them for the results they achieve not so much the elegant or beautiful way they handle quantum shot noise or 50 other things they have to do to produce the result we want.
People do miss that 'participation' or understanding of process. Just look at how vibrant the Maker Movement is. People are getting excited about making stuff with their hands and brain. Many are bridging the gap by using software controlled machines like CNC routers & 3D printers right along side traditional tools.
Guys like Jimmy DiResta have million subscriber YouTube channels by combining making with video kills and software like Fusion & Solid Works.
We may be on the verge of coming full circle where people love and appreciate the beauty and utility of software right along side hardware.
Very interesting times.
Posted by: Michael Perini | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 09:07 AM
This post got me thinking about vinyl and the fading CD. I found a short, interesting article by a Grammy Award-winning mastering engineer that details the record making process. It's very interesting and was news to me. Like the author, I enjoy both vinyl and CD and the tie-in to this post is the fact that I still maintain a physical library of my favorite music. That's a bit of an antiquated approach here in the twenty teens.
http://www.rockedition.com/columns/guest-blogs/why-cds-sound-better-than-vinyl/
Posted by: Jim A | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 10:24 AM
the last frame of that calvin and hobbes strip could stand alone and be very meaningful.
Posted by: jbeal | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 10:59 AM
I remain faithful to black and white film cameras,
but have forsaken printing in a darkroom. I now scan the negatives, and if I need prints, I go to Costco for them.
Posted by: Herman Krieger | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 11:58 AM
Regarding roadsters, the New Yorker had you pegged:
https://condenaststore.com/featured/new-yorker-august-13th-2001-barry-blitt.html
Posted by: Steve Renwick | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 12:51 PM
My son just went to his winter dance themed "All that jazz", and was extremely disappointed that they played no jazz!
While we don't do film noir around our house, we do like the old comedies, especially the Thin Man series.
Posted by: KeithB | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 02:02 PM
Oh! I love dial phones. It is the only piece of technology I miss.
The fact that when hunging off the piece is done with such a satisfactory "clonck" of the handset over the switch hook is something I so sorely miss.
It is a very satisfying way to shut telemarketers off.
Posted by: Inaki | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 02:34 PM
The only dinosaur that I want to be is a bird, thus the affinity for increasingly anachronistic motorcycles.
Posted by: JohnMFlores | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 02:57 PM
In the modern world of power tools, there is no denying the speed of the vast array of lithium powered tools, with their array of chargers, battery packs, drills, drivers, impacts, saws etc but then there is no denying the cost and complexity, either. Something appealing about the hands on-experience of simple T-handles, ratchets, bit and brace, hand drills, and manual screwdrivers.......all without motors.
Posted by: J Berger | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 03:01 PM
While we are on the subject of writing instruments, I can't say enough about my 21st Century favorite. It's kind of a cross between a ball-point and a gel and it's only $3.
https://www.amazon.com/uni-ball-Jetstream-Ballpoint-Point-1-0mm/dp/B002S53818
Posted by: Jim A | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 04:51 PM
I found my old Sx-70 in a storeroom box, and the same week happened to a camera store carrying impossible project (or whatever it's called film), so I bought a "roll" (box?) of B&W, at A$44 for 8 x photos, which is $5.50 per each minuscule analogue B&W polaroid print. I can't bring myself to take a picture with it in case its no good. The lessons being that I should leave my memories of the good old analogue days as memories - the Moving Finger writes; and having writ, moves on ... etc.
Posted by: Bear. | Thursday, 22 February 2018 at 06:01 PM
I'll bet you remember this one, which is still on my fridge:
http://www.gocomics.com/calvinandhobbes/2014/07/01
Posted by: Tim Medley | Friday, 23 February 2018 at 09:29 AM
Slide Rules: long after they were superseded by scientific calculators (Reverse Polish Notation, of course) for everything else, slide rules were unsurpassed for selecting a pair of resistors to divide down a voltage to any required fraction. It was so easy to get a visual idea of which pair of the standard resistor values gave the best fit.
Nowadays, wooden pencils, Faber Castell ones, and pigment fineline pens seem to work for me.
I'm with you, Mike, on books, printed photos and films noir. But I'm completely over valve amplifiers, turntables, sports cars, manual shifts and silver-based photography (except old prints).
Before retiring I played a role in the rise of electric power steering, so I'm strongly biased in favour!
Posted by: John Ironside | Friday, 23 February 2018 at 01:09 PM