Right when I got a job as a security guard at the UCLA Hammer Museum, they opened an exhibit for some conceptual artist, part of which included one of these audio reel players. He had a bunch of audio reels - 8-9 hours a day for 3 months worth - in which he recorded water dripping. He let the audio tape fall on the floor from a big ladder and pile up. I had to stand in that fucking exhibit for 8-9 hours a day at least twice a week, listening to dripping watter, and only had the sense to quit once the exhibit was about to close. I don't like those reel players much anymore.
This poster is real nice though, despite the bad memories.