Lovely
I thought these were so handsome, and love the little segmented-line control indicators. One day at Urban Ore in Berkeley, I wandered in the side gate and found one of these upside-down on its head, the control panel smashed and bent back. I contemplated kneeling down, cradling it in my arms, and sobbing uncontrollably, while shaking my free hand at the sky.
They always had weird standards for what made it to their sales floor, and what was routed right to the scrap heap.