Yeah, I’ve done that a few times—there’s something about that high‑heat hiss that makes you feel the yeast dancing. A tape recorder feels like a relic, but it’s a good way to catch the whole ritual. The tape is a bit finicky, though; if the tape warps, the hiss gets muddy. Still, nothing beats a real‑life recording that you can play back next time you’re pitching in the ale house and share the story with the crew. It’s one of those little traditions that keeps the craft alive.

Sounds like a plan—just make sure you’re not feeding the tape too many hops, or the hiss will drown out the malt notes. I’ll crank the kettle to 160 and set the tape at the sweet spot, then let the sound roll. If the crew hates it at first, tell ‘em it’s just the pre‑fermentation roar. After a few sips, they’ll see we’re brewing on purpose, not just messing with a tape reel. Cheers to a wild remix and a lot of good stories around the table.