A mildly amusing couple of memories associated with that mix.
First, my father was the one that originally created it. I simply RE-created it when I was building my reel tape collection. I still have the original tape he made, though I haven't played it in years.
Two childhood memories stand out with this mix. First, he had just began making cassette mixes for me. This mix dates back to 1983 if I recall correctly. I would pick the songs and he would record them for me. One of the songs I picked was "Jump". Dad tried and tried and tried to lay it on a Maxell UD C-90 for me. But the vinyl record put out a whopping punch of a signal and he just could not get it to record without distorting. He was extraordinarily meticulous about his taping and just wasn't going to settle for recording at a reduced level. He was adamant-almost to being obsessive compulsive about it-that he record at 0dB with the peaks up to about 3 (a practice I still continue).
Frustrated, he grabbed me, shut everything down, we took a drive down to Tower Records. He bought the next tape up-a Maxell UD-XLI, which I still have to this day. And was able to record it to has satisfaction.
I also remember being present when he finished this original mix. He had gotten to the last song and was about to record it. As was his practice, when he got close to the end of a tape, he would pace off the remainder so he knew exactly how much he had. Because he was using a Teac A3300-SX, no digital counter for convenience. So he had a cheap little clock radio that he kept next to the system that he used solely for this purpose. Again, he got agitated when he realized he was a mere three or four seconds short. He said "screw it" and figured that he could shoehorn it in by speeding up the record just slightly.
As he set his readings and was ready to roll (you should've seen him when doing all this), he uttered "Now to slow this thing down"...
And I remember saying "Dad....if you are short on tape, why do you want to make the record last longer?"
And yeah. he gave me a little fatherly pat on the head saying "Oh yeah son...thanks". And I got a few sips of his beer. But it worked. The original tape fades to silence literally on the splice. He got it on with surgical precision.
It was an interesting childhood.