Michael and I realized last week that we have several bits and snippets of video from when Harry was little, but almost none of Ron and nothing at all of Baby G.
My current camera is my baby, an entry-level DSLR with no video capability.
The kids actually have a camera that the lovely Beached Librarian sent them – which they use constantly, by the way – and it takes video, so when they have their Christmas concerts next month I’ll likely borrow it for that purpose. But, you know, it’s theirs. I don’t want to take their things.
So we started talking about getting what Michael calls a ‘handi-cam’ and I call a ‘camcorder’.
Because, apparently, we are 7000 years old.
The last time I used a camcorder, I was studying journalism in university and it was 1997. The cameras weighed more than I did and took VHS tapes. I knew things had changed, and I was confident that I could find something without spending a small fortune.
I took to the internet and googled “camcorder consumer reviews”.
The consensus of the internet was that I should fuck off and just use my smartphone for all my digital video needs.
It’s true! I even read one website – I didn’t save the link, it made me feel too geriatric – that said they don’t review most new camcorders available on the market, as the consumer demand just isn’t there. People looking to film birthday parties or other family events are generally happy to use their smartphone or other handheld device, apparently.
WELL I AM NOT THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH, JERKS.
I do not have a smartphone. I have a stupidphone. It flips open. I can (laboriously) send texts. I can – hold on to your hats, kids – send and receive calls on it. Because it is a telephone. It does take video and still pictures, but the video is what I think of as “youtube quality”; it’s fine in a pinch, but not how I want to preserve my kids in action for all time, ya know?
So I did as much research as I could, and reserved one at our local big box electronics store that should suit our needs; to wit, recording Major Life Events That Just Work Better As Movies so that we may better embarrass them as teenagers.
But damn – did you guys realize that we’d lived long enough to outgrow the freaking camcorder???