Steve, humanity shares a common link with apes; we did not evolve from them—we both share a common jumping-off point in the saga of evolution.
Speaking of evolution and eras gone by, there was, well, 1976:
• Little did I know it in October of that year, but I would come to know later in life the true meaning of the word "tragedy"—I got married to Linda.
• The first inkling of tragedy was just after that event, when I learned I couldn't simply spring for a great deal I saw on a Marantz Model 3600 preamplifier.
• However, I already started hatching a plot to replace the DCM Time Window original-generation units with what I wanted all along: a pair of Dahlquist DQ-10a phased-array, enclosureless speaker systems (that looked and sounded like electrostratics, but were cone- and dome-driven dynamic units) augmented by a Dahlquist DQ-1W woofer unit (10 inches, sealed enclosure). The system would require a different means of amplification, I felt. But I knew that would be a more difficult sell.
• The presidential election in November meant I was able to even my score, my batting average. This time I picked the winner.
• I couldn't believe that I hadn't listened to Linda about seeing the remake of King Kong. Look, I knew it couldn't be that good, either. But I thought I knew more about great monster flicks than my newly minted wife (with whom I had been living for most of the year anyway).
• Another scholarship!
• The American Bicentennial. I feel curiously detached.
• The mighty Kawasaki Z-1 is, in my view, starting to get a little long in tooth when, late in the year, the Big K introduces the next generation: the KZ1000, a 1015cc version of the same bike.
• But Suzuki introduces the similarly themed but somehow more radical GS750.
• My parents would not relent in letting Linda and me have one of their color TVs. Stuck with Linda's black-and-white portable. A new item gets etched onto the grand to-do list of life.
• Early in the year, after scoring well on a test, me and the buddies hang out at a popular bar. Things get rowdy. We get tossed out.
• Jefferson Starship, the woeful current incarnation of what was once Jefferson Airplane, scores an interestingly composed hit in "Miracles."
• Jerry Ford denies in a debate with Jimmy Carter that the Soviets have any sort of control over or influence in Eastern Europe. Probably cost him the election.
• Saw 2001 in 35mm more than ten times.
• Though I like "Band on the Run," I am having difficulty relating to Paul McCartney's "Wings" tour. Question Linda's involvement musically. No answer satisfies.
• Taxi Driver best new movie I see all year long.
• The Russians are the only ones flying humans in space. American manned space effort on ice for five more years.
• Rumors abound that Honda is designing a six-cylinder superbike. Can't believe what I'm hearing. Z-1 looking older.
• Is it me or is it popular music that is becoming increasingly unlistenable? Spend more time with Copland, Respighi, and Beethoven. Besides, the recordings of the serious music sound better on my equipment.
• The only thing I care to see on TV are the syndicated Star Trek reruns when I get home from class. (And The Invaders, starring Roy Thinnes). Spend most of my evening time listening to music and altering my consciousness.
• The Absolute Sound—still referred to as an "underground" audio magazine (I still have the first thirty issues)—and Audio both hail the Mark Levinson JC-2 preamplifier as the best such component of its kind. Lists for a then-astonishing $1,100. The vacuum-tube Audio Research is at $750; interests me more.
• Carlos Kleiber's reading of the Beethoven fifth symphony with the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra on Deutsche Grammophon makes the overplayed warhorse almost seem new again. Sounds awesome on my system.
• Rode on my Z-1 more than 250 miles to catch screenings of Zardoz.
There's more from then, but my memory this evening is strictly short-term.