Do you remember 'Sorry I didn't catch your Naim' 1981 ish?
Posted by: JamieL on 30 May 2008
When I was about 16, and with a somewhat limited disposable income I saw my first Naim advert, the wonderful image of a man next to an amp embedded in the floor with the caption 'Sorry I didn't catch your Naim'.
Does anyone else remember this advert?
At the time looking at the price of Naim, and similar hi-fi equipment I wondered just who could afford to spend so much money on their hi-fi.
Thankfully due to some fortuitous events, a little hard word, and a reckless regard for my bank account, I now own two pieces of Naim gear, and some corresponding speakers, and subsidiary junk/equipment.
Do others also have similar memories of wondering just how those who have become who we are today, justify making music such a priority in our disposal of our hard earned cash?
I would also add in those innocent days I wondered just who all those pictured in the crowds of thousands on live album covers were.
This just a couple of years before I slept on railway stations after late gigs, and queued all day in the rain to get crushed in the front row of 10,000 standing heavy metal gigs ('Turn them around if they've passed out, so when we pull them out so we don't break their knees' - security at one 1980/1 gig).
What we do for music, but what rich rewards it gives us.
Does anyone else remember this advert?
At the time looking at the price of Naim, and similar hi-fi equipment I wondered just who could afford to spend so much money on their hi-fi.
Thankfully due to some fortuitous events, a little hard word, and a reckless regard for my bank account, I now own two pieces of Naim gear, and some corresponding speakers, and subsidiary junk/equipment.
Do others also have similar memories of wondering just how those who have become who we are today, justify making music such a priority in our disposal of our hard earned cash?
I would also add in those innocent days I wondered just who all those pictured in the crowds of thousands on live album covers were.
This just a couple of years before I slept on railway stations after late gigs, and queued all day in the rain to get crushed in the front row of 10,000 standing heavy metal gigs ('Turn them around if they've passed out, so when we pull them out so we don't break their knees' - security at one 1980/1 gig).
What we do for music, but what rich rewards it gives us.