Hello WBF,
I'm a long-time crate digger with a slight gear bent, err I'm more of a record guy than a gear guy. At least that's what I tell myself when I'm out for beers with my fellow audiophiles and they start throwing around model number shorthand. I'm often sitting there with a blank look suffering through a fifteen second mental image lag or frantically rubbing the screen of my phone trying to find said image online.
Ten years ago, I was sure I'd ride out my circa '77-'79 dream system for the rest of my days. It was to be a lifetime of replacing worn phono carts and building shelves for LPs with some possible home foundation reinforcements. Then the cats at the pub started upgrading their tables and my room started sounding crummy in comparison. Some friends, eh? So rather than lose my joie de vivre, I went along for the ride.
The MasterSounds, Lebens, and Allnics followed and I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This music was alive and I'm pretty sure it was happening in the room, in real time. Granted the players would disappear when I opened my eyes but man, it was spooky! I had never heard recorded music sound like this and while I was prone to occasional HiFi shop slumming, I always left disillusioned. Turns out I was in the wrong place with the wrong tour guide. I have since eaten a lot of crow and maybe a couple hats.
While financial considerations may slow the filling in of those last few nuances that separate my HiFi from a machine capable of traversing all time and space, I find that my system is quite capable at stripping away any ills a taxing workday can pile on me. Not bad as far as vices go.
Cheers,
Kevin
I'm a long-time crate digger with a slight gear bent, err I'm more of a record guy than a gear guy. At least that's what I tell myself when I'm out for beers with my fellow audiophiles and they start throwing around model number shorthand. I'm often sitting there with a blank look suffering through a fifteen second mental image lag or frantically rubbing the screen of my phone trying to find said image online.
Ten years ago, I was sure I'd ride out my circa '77-'79 dream system for the rest of my days. It was to be a lifetime of replacing worn phono carts and building shelves for LPs with some possible home foundation reinforcements. Then the cats at the pub started upgrading their tables and my room started sounding crummy in comparison. Some friends, eh? So rather than lose my joie de vivre, I went along for the ride.
The MasterSounds, Lebens, and Allnics followed and I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This music was alive and I'm pretty sure it was happening in the room, in real time. Granted the players would disappear when I opened my eyes but man, it was spooky! I had never heard recorded music sound like this and while I was prone to occasional HiFi shop slumming, I always left disillusioned. Turns out I was in the wrong place with the wrong tour guide. I have since eaten a lot of crow and maybe a couple hats.
While financial considerations may slow the filling in of those last few nuances that separate my HiFi from a machine capable of traversing all time and space, I find that my system is quite capable at stripping away any ills a taxing workday can pile on me. Not bad as far as vices go.
Cheers,
Kevin
(acoustics sounds, elusive disc, et al). I'm looking forward to your contributions on vinyl collecting, favorite recordings, etc.
