My first record player was in a combo Panasonic 8 track record player system from Team electronics. Of course I would look at all the separate turntables, speakers, amps etc in the show room and marvel how one loudspeaker in the showroom was the same price as my entire panasonic system.
Team Electronics! We had one nearby as well. I was
constantly in there bugging those guys as a nerdy teen, and I don't think I ever actually bought a single piece of gear from them.
I'm surprised they didn't bar me.
That panasonic record player had a ceramic cartidge, which trashed records and delivered no high end.
My early vinyl fared better, mostly by sheer stroke of luck. A few years before I acquired my own
dream Garrard,* our mom saved up a
month's salary (she was a music lover too), and our little family went shopping for our first stereo system.
I was maybe twelve, just getting into all this stuff and didn't know much yet. Our main purchase criteria was to make sure that it could get all the way through "Whole Lotta Love" without skipping! (Remember that, folks?) So there we were at the local TV & appliance store: Me with my pathetic little white-boy afro, big sis with her ironed-straight long hair and hand-sewn suede fringe jacket, and Mom, god bless her, standing there with her head held high, getting the task accomplished, while Robert Plant's GROANING, HEAVING, ORGASMIC SCREAMS echoed across the linoleum sales floor!
I can still see our salesman. Dude looked exactly like Jack Webb: White shirt, black tie, crew cut, sour puss. The poor guy damn near had steam coming out of his ears. But here's the thing: The Zenith console stereo we were trying out had the then-ubiquitous VM 2-knob record changer, but the production tonearm had recently been upgraded. Cartridge was still ceramic, but it tracked at an honest 2 grams. Compliance must've been improved too, because it got through that original-pressing Led Zeppelin sex slalom without a glitch, and Joe Friday got the sale!
We also started using a Discwasher religiously pretty early on (even Mom!). As a result, all my old vinyl is in remarkably good condition. So thanks for hanging in there with us, Joe, wherever you are!
-- Jim
*CHRIS WOOD! God bless him too.