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Fella wrote:

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Fella wrote:


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Marc Phillips wrote:



Fella said:




We went over to a freinds house with the following setup for an

audition:



CD: Naim cd5
pre amp: Self made passive preamp with step volume.
Power amp: Again self made, tube stuff, some 10W per channel.
Speakers :


http://www.avantgarde-acoustic.de/ho...&produkt=duo&p

rodukt_id=3





Now, I put on my "reference" cd the Buena Vista Social Club with

Ry


Cooder. Took the CD remote in hand, went over to the couch, sat

down


and



pressed play!

The weirdest thing happened. Out of the blue, between my

listening

position and the speakers there appeared this waiter kind of a

guy

with



tray in hand, stiff, upright posture, penguin black tie tux, a

snotty



british accent and all. As the music played the guy kept

plucking

individual sounds of instruments from those big horns, putting

them


on



his service tray and offering them to me, bending slightly,

muttering



things like "Here sir, have some contrabass" or "Would you care

for


some



distinct, isolated, separated saxophone sound, sir". He would

sometime



even go to extreme lengths of silver-lining these sounds before
presenting them to me.

T'was the weirdest experience! Not that I would like to listen

to

my


music that way.

The qualities of the homebrew amps aside, it probably wasn't a

good

idea to



pair a very upfront-sounding CD player with very, very, very

upfront-sounding



speakers.



It probably wasn't a good idea to ingest a large dose of mescaline
prior to the "listening experience", either.


My point was that one has to hear them to beleive them, these
avantguardes, hence the allegoric metaphor.




Are you sure you aren't just trying out for a position at

$tereopile?


So that's how you get into such a position? British waiters. Ok, I'll


keep it mind.





I was thinking more of your tendency to hallucinate combined with your
ability to dish up the audio BS. ;-)

T'was no BS, that snobby brit of a waiter was there I tell ya, 'soon as
I pressed play with each record changed. Annoying little bugger, I tell
ya. It was more like them speakers was the halucination.


You could be the next Jahnaten Scull (aka J-10), who has since departed
$tereopile for a lifetime of Buck$ and BS at Monster Cabal.


Uhoh, you spelled his name wrong and all that, yeah, heavy-duty stuff
there boy! This must make him feel soo bad now. "Jahnaten" you say! He's
probably considering suicide and all now. And that *$*tereophile! ..
What creative sarcasm, what potency of an insult, what an irrevocable
and an original rebuff, what scoff and sneer with the might of a
chihuahua, damn boy, you be one extra strong concentrated potent
stereophile and JS basher there now. Show some mercy. Live and let live.