Here, Packy, try some of this stuff. Just in from Humboldt County. *passes water-filtered smoke-delivery unit over to site co-owner*
Ah, 1975, now that was a helluva year. Even though I met the woman who would later become my first wife, I still think of 1975 as The Year of the Z-1. That magnificent 903cc DOHC aircooled, transverse inline four-cylinder machine and I went all over the place. What a ride, what a year. ...
• A U.S. importer introduces the so-called "Japanese McIntosh" preamps, power amps, and tuners to America: Luxman. One unit is a 300-watts-per-channel (rms) stereo power amplifier that weighs a whopping 140 pounds. Very similar to McIntosh's MC2300 power amp.
• Dumped my Rectilinear IIIs for a pair of the then radical new DCM Time Windows. Still not satisfied.
• Saw the first-ever projection television at a high-end audio dealer: Henry Kloss's Advent Projection Television, an unwieldy two-piece device featuring three CRTs in a table-type console, projecting an image onto a concave 4:3 screen. My first comment to the salesperson showing it to me: "Gee, television sure looks bad when you blow it up to that size." (Moral of story: Line doublers and video scalers are good things.)
• Was more impressed by the Crown IC-150 preamp and DC-300 power amp driving a set of two Larger Advent speakers systems per side. Sounded better than some electrostatics!
• Three times I made the Dean's List at school; was an honors student majoring in English; wanted to become a writer when I grew up.
• Went on some amazing Civil War reenactments with my gun-nut buddies in The National Reenactment Society. Everybody was smoking decent Mexican and Colombian; started hearing reports about powerful sensimilla strains but didn't believe them at first.
• Started thinking of dumping my SME 3009S tonearm in favor of the all-new Infinity Black Widow ultra-lowmass arm.
• Sleepy, The Ajax, and Vixen still dominate my life, despite the appearance of Linda (my future wife) on the scene; met her at school in the commons area next to the cafeteria. She had breathaking model looks, but was pretentious as hell—shaved eyebrows and an obsession with the self-indulgent poetry of Sylvia Plath.
• The Kawasaki Z-1B 903: my true love.
• President Gerald Ford: two assassination attempts, klutzy attempts at disembarking from an airplane, creative new uses of English, oversees America's ignominious and humiliating departure from Vietnam.
• Couldn't beleive what was happening with rock music; found myself listening far more to serious music.
• Saturday Night Live premieres; couldn't believe this stuff was getting past the NBC censors.
• The 1975 World Series, Boston versus Cincinnati: Has there ever been a better Series. Still can't get over Game Six.
• The Apollo/Soyuz Test Project: The American Apollo 18 spacecraft rendezvous and docks with the Soviet Soyuz 19 spacecraft. It would be the last manned American spaceflight until 1981.
• Saw films for free all year long. The unit commander of The National Reenactment Society chapter to which I belonged was a movie theater manager. He wrote passes for me and for my dates to every theater in the chain. It was cool being able to walk past the long lines to see Jaws for free. Little did I suspect what that movie would do to American filmmaking in general. Might have contemplated suicide if so.
• Favorite movie from 1975: John Milius's The Wind and the Lion.
• Was addicted to Star Trek reruns in syndication.
• I read Robert Persig's Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance at the behest of Linda; thought it was one of the most sophomoric and pretentious pieces of crap I had ever read.
• Did a lot of other stuff, but I'm suffering from short-term memory loss right now.