This corner between two recording studios could have been a back-to-the-future fetch. The home-made shelving, the amplifier, the styrofoam cup, the pink paper commands, the Dymo labels–all could have been retrieved from the WBUR where I spent so many hundreds of happy hours back then.
I won’t give away how long ago that was, but there is one giveaway that this picture is not from my college years.
The compact disc had not been invented yet.