Tag: stereo

Stereoballs

The Project G stereo, produced by Canadian company Clairtone from 1964 to 1967, was a design marvel with its rosewood cabinet and rotating “sound globe” speakers. Famous owners like Hugh Hefner and Frank Sinatra showcased it as a symbol of sophistication. Despite its $2,000 price tag (around $20,000 today) limiting its market, fewer than 400 units were sold. The Project G has since become a collectible icon, epitomizing the sleek 1960s Jet Age style. Pictured here is Jazz pianist Oscar Peterson and an unknown model. Photographer unknown, circa 1964.

[Images are of different models of the same series, found here, on the Clairtone website and elsewhere.]

Stuff I Do When I’m Bored

Miscellaneous strays from my desktop, most previously posted elsewhere.

Stereo.

It’s either Pink Floyd or Steve Martin.

[Found in here.]

We Heard You Were Coming

Obvious inspiration for someone whose initials are Walt Disney.

[Found here.]

Babe Magnet: We Gonna Rock the Pavement

Actually, he’s about to start popping pavers, and unless he puts chocks under all four wheels he’s gonna end up in the pool on the other side of the fence.

Still, I wanna hear what THIS sounds like on THAT system. When this guy parks, all conversation stops south of the Aural Assault Vehicle (AAV), unless one is well versed in ASL, or you happen to be a quarter mile away and approaching from the north.

Rain? No worries. Just power it up, hit PLAY INDIE/TECHNO MIX, and raindrops are vaporized into winter dogbreath within a nineteen-foot diameter hemisphere, as the AAV self-propels itself down Interstate 10 on sound waves alone. Pure efficient genius.

Does he have a chance with the babes? Certainly, but in order to score he’s gonna hafta take requests and blast chick music with the volume set at 11. That’s when he risks being pounded into red applesauce by a dozen bikers roaring in from the next county over who don’t have an affinity for Hannah Montana.

Better stick with Hendrix and Steppenwolf, bro.

[Image from here.]

Find Three or More Things Wrong with This.

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Study this photo closely, folks. It’s not as easy as it looks, and looks can be very deceiving. Leave your best guesses in the comments section below. Or not. Loyal readers of TackyRaccoons are notorious for not posting comments (except for you 3 or 4 who do) so I’ll help you out.

1. The color is all wrong. The baboso on the left should have white shorts on.

2. They’re all drinking bottle beer. This is a no-no in a pool area, as glass can break and you won’t see the shards until you sit on them and your buddy has to pick ’em out with tweezers.

3. The table isn’t stable. Those top-heavy all purpose garage-sale dealies are unstable on dry land, let alone in a pool.

4. Tan lines. No one who lives in the region where this photo was taken has the word “sun” in their lexicon. (Photo was taken outside of Minsk. Or maybe Cleveland.)

5. Their music really sucks. It’s obvious that these three (yes, three… see the hand on the right?) are rocking out to Cindy Lauper’s Greatest Hits Volume 4, on a bootlegged cassette tape.

6. Because the “pool” is obviously located on a hillside, the water should’ve run out long before the three boobs got in.

7. The photo was taken at 3PM. That’s night in the Ukraine.

I think I nailed most of them. Notice other wrong things? Go for it.

[Image from here.]