Posted on June 29, 2016 by Amy Maczuzak under Sound & Place in You Are Here Stories.
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“Shhhhhhhhhh!”
My exasperated, whispered command to be quiet is the loudest sound on the cassette tape. Repeatedly.
Through the whir of the nearly 40-year-old tape, I can hear the giggles of my younger brothers fade beneath the laugh track. Marie Osmond is singing about how she’s a little bit country, and her brother Donny is responding that he’s a little bit rock’n’roll. I hear the shuffling click that signifies a commercial break, abruptly followed by the resumption of the intro music and laugh track.
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