Tough week. Travel to two cities, bad weather, long days. I made it back to Dallas Thursday night just as we were turning into Iceland! White knuckle ride all the way home. Up early Friday, worked from home on calls most of the day. Finally shutdown at 6pm, opened a nice bottle of wine, enjoyed dinner with my wife. After dinner, my wife and I went upstairs to our music room because I said we had to listen to a song. We listened to the song "Mandela (Bring Him Back Home)" from the SACD "Hope", by Hugh Masekela. We were filled with the musicians expressions of joy, peace, and hope. You are reminded of how important one man's life was to so many people. There's a lump in my throat, and right there, in those five minutes is what this hobby is all about. Who cares about tubes vs transistors, CD or vinyl, whether cables make a difference, or one brand vs another. This recording made in 1993 at Jazz Alley, Washington, D.C. by Hugh Masekela and a group of extraordinary musicians, played back in our listening room did that.