My friend E practically went into my hysterics when she got into my car and discovered these relics of a vanished age, sitting quietly between the seats. Nobody still has such things in their car, I know. Nobody but me. The real thing, the genuine article - and they still play, if you're not picky. Really not picky. Not picky as in it doesn't bother you that much when Morrissey sounds like a chipmunk or the bass line from Jeanette becomes eerily detached from the rest of the song.