The funny thing is that which music that suck can actually be heavenly to another. The audio press started to talk about good recordings, meaning good sonics as opposed to your personal favorite music artists. I learned that during the time when I bought my first few issues of TAS in the mid 80s (Issue 30s) and I began reading about how great this or that record sounds. In my trips to Tower Records at Columbus and Bay, I picked up some of them, flew 5000 miles home and discovered that I couldn't stand a minute of the music it was playing. Oh that was an awful feeling. To have such high expectations from a magazine review and sinking to a depth I never thought it would. And guess what, when I put if up for sale in a local ad, the buyer practically embraced me for selling him such record.
And later on I realized I was in the wrong genre, hard hard rock. Some great recordings has to grow on you. Those titles of Harmonia Mundi comes to mind. When I bought the first 2 albums of Patricia Barber on CD in the 90s, I sold it after a few plays. I hear my friends say how good sounding they are and I bought the LPs again a few years ago, and I actually rediscovered it, mainly on the great sonics. I'm still not a fan of her singing, but I'm keeping Cafe Blue as it has grown on me.
