Vic20-Ian wrote:take your time, no pressure. Give it your best with the intro!
All set. This had to end at some point. Made sense to not try another crazy thing.
Used a single tape over and over again with insane transfer rates. It didn't work with fresh blanks. But solved that by dialing the transfer rate down a notch. Caused enough adrenaline to do a quick intro fix. Then the first tape turned into vitamine–free salad. Yours is the only one that made it into the postbox early enough to go places today. Congratulations!
pixel wrote:What a pity! One doesn't meet many VIC fans in real life. So be it.
Some kind of gold dust you mean?
When you're back in B permanently, you're invited to join the Berlin Retrostammtisch.
Not explicit VIC related, but a good starting point to meet retro aficionados, some of them of course into VIC stuff.
I think shock___ already invited you some time ago, not knowing you're not located in B actually.
Am learning yet another painful lesson. They actually cut C90 (or even C120) type to length and I had the misfortune to grab a good one and record on it at least a hundred times with most insane transfer rates. It looked great.
Now a third got wrinkles and bumps already or went belly up in the datassette – you're one of the unlucky ones, elwee. It just turned into vitamin–free salad.
Am not exactly becoming a dangerous psychic – that happed already – but if someone's got an idea where to get proper blanks, preferably in the UK…? Will have to send replacements for those already on their way.
Guess I'm stuck with what Tapeline can provide. I like them very much and I hope they can help out with thicker – C60 at least – tapes. Am trying to work around salad by doing a full fast–forward and rewind to make things sit tightly on the wheels.
Absolute tape fail hiscore: of 17 cassettes 3 got scrambled in the datassette and 2 defended themselves somewhere closer to the middle. Am gradiusly getting more scared as I had to check the NTSC versions visually via sound editor and playback.
Now that I look and smell like an unshaved bum I'll go and have some fun with electronics store detectives who probably won't trust their eyes when they see how much cash I'm gonna leave behind for the rest of the tapes – if they have them. Fingers crossed.
The clerk didn't. "What!? MUSIC CASSETTES? Young man! We're living in the 21st centry! Who needs MUSIC CASSETTES!?"
Obviously the guy with that piercing gaze and covered in sweat right in front of his bloody nose. The unwritten rules of VIC–20 Denial courtesy applied.
Phoarh! That "young man" thing – is even worse than praise.
Congratulations!
Six more to go and then I'll give yous a grand total.
