Confessions Of A Music Pirate

Like most of my peers in the 1980s, I thought of it as nothing seriously wrong.  We desired the music, and there were ready suppliers plying the trade, by day and by night. After all, we paid for it.

I would buy a blank 8-track cartridge (later, compact cassettes),  and drive down to a record shop in Penang Road, and then made my selections from a variety of LPs in the shop, and the latter would copy all the marked songs onto my tape. 

I think it cost about 10 ringgit per cartridge.   Everyone was happy (except the folks who produced the songs) – the shopkeeper was thankful and, I was delighted with my new set of “playlist”.   I was more concerned with the music pieces being copied right, than with the copyrights.

Those were the days….

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