A time spent wondering whether a favourite album would suddenly get mangled by the music system. Hoping something one hadn't played for over eight months would not leave a thick layer of gunk on the head of the audio deck. Which is not to deny the undeniable charm of cassettes.
Of course, vinyls are back too - the sales are up 38 per cent for 2014 in America alone according to Nielsen's Soundscan - but that's understandable. A music fan gets the album art in all its full-sized glory. And some albums - especially 'busy' progressive rock from the 1970s - sound better and not just different.
An average listener skips a song every four minutes. And so vinyls: A rejection of living in an age where music is imminently disposable and takes up almost no physical space in your life, lurking in the innards of your computer or phone. Warts and all, LPs are a sign that you are willing to commit time, space and a small fortune to music. If that's not love, I don't know what is. Tapes, though? That's just masochism.