The Museum of Endangered Sounds

In fact, why isn't this site providing a downloadable link to these files? If he is really interested in preservation, they should provide a download link instead of paragraphs of fluff.

Because the really endangered concept here is the notion of "files", which anyone publishing anything on the cloud seems to want to do away with.

What year?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6aNPsjNwFo&list=PL5G6BYUMbQ...

We’ve got maybe half a dozen arcade bars here in Toronto that are so popular lines form out the door virtually every Friday and Saturday night - particularly awesome is the TILT arcade bar around Bathurst and Dundas.

It’s an insane deal, too - $5, taxes in, gets you all you can play for pretty much as long as you’d like to stay there. They have dozens of original arcade cabinets, from fighters to light gun games to a double cabinet Mario Kart that you can do 2P versus on.

They even have booths with retro consoles like N64, SNES, Sega Genesis, etc; so people can play Mario Kart 64, etc. It’s seriously magical.

It’s brought arcades back in a way that I thought I’d never experience again - but now that I’m 32 I can enjoy a beer while my girlfriend and I beat the shit out of each other on a genuine Street Fighter II cabinet.

The cacophony of the arcade is very, very much real at these places, and TILT is one of my favourite date night places in the city. :)

Maybe the trend hasn’t hit your city yet - I know most major cities in the States have similar places - but arcades are not only alive and well, but thriving; and have been given a second lease on life that few dead industries get.

I have one that still works, but I'll probably live to regret leaving our 68k Mac on 24x7 for like a year in order to get a tiny amount of distributed.net RC5-64 hash rate.

I assume if we had a future hearing aid that bypassed the eardrum and connected to the nerves directly, we could hear long lost frequencies again.

I can remember that when I was a kid, once you started dialing, the phone would go silent--almost. What you would actually hear was hiss, ghostly clicks now and then, and, occasionally, very quietly, down near the noise floor, short bursts of tones - beep boop boop beep boop beep!

I learned about blueboxes and the like later (in what were histories by then) and I know what I was hearing was some kind of crosstalk, but I never found out whether the tones were MF tones (one telco switch signaling to another to set up the call, in the voice band, but just before the phones on either end were patched into the circuit) or (similar, but different) DTMF tones from modems and fax machines on the local circuit. (I vaguely remember occasionally hearing tentative tones like from a real person pressing buttons.)

All the electromechanical hacks from the midcentury systems that were sometimes still in place in the 80s and even 90s are fascinating -- the earliest direct dial systems had to set up the connection digit by digit because they had no memory. Later they invented systems that could remember some of the digits by temporarily connecting your circuit to a literal mechanical stepper on the telco end that would replay those digits to the next switch down the line (and then disconnect) once you had dialed enough digits to fill it up.