I watched a lot of VHS tapes when I was growing up; They paralleled my childhood. I have hazy memories of VHS culture engrained in my mind - Such as make-your-own-music-video businesses at the local mall, and the first time stumbling upon an ominously grainy collection of "Nasties" and bleak pornographic titles in an attic - To the signature orange Nickelodeon tapes, the clamshell cases, pony-tailed exercise video instructors, and consumer-targeted, kid-friendly promotional tapes. The world of VHS is rich, blurry, vast, and dripping with character and echos from the past.