The Electric Clock Radio, in comfortingly historical Antique White, was "self-starting." Meaning you plugged it in and the hands started moving, I suppose. The 11-transistor radio must have meant it was better than 10-transistors; wonder if the Transistor Wars was like the megapixel claims of today. We've forgotten all about the Transistor Radio, but it was the Walkman and iPod of its day. No more were people shackled to the console or table-top radio: tuck it in your shirt pocket and WALK AROUND, with a hard white plastic nodule that stank of ear wax drilled into the side of your head.

It's hard to say anything nice about the design of these instruments, although the actual 1965 model was a bit more attractive in person.