Re-fueling
a passion is salt to life and always different from time to time… back from a journey, back to my daily job and
habits is reassuring… my wife, guitars, books, computer and music.
Computer
wasn’t really missed, as I had this...
I someway
missed the latter - music, I mean - but thanking Bluetooth technology, while
driving in South Africa and Namibia with my rented car(s), I enjoyed my iPhone/iTunes
library, giving to the awesome landscapes the best of bespoke, personal
soundtrack.
I only
yesterday turned on my Gotorama, after about one month+…
My audio
system is like my late dog, my beloved Chicco: when I was far from home for
some weeks, when back home, I was really forward in hugging and handling him… but he was shy, distant, different, non-empathic… angry with me for leaving him and home and walks and peeing... only after some hours, often a
full day, our relationship was back with all the nuances and dynamics I so much loved.
Yesterday -
just turned on - the Gotorama, Mayer preamp and Hiraga amps sounded otherly and coldish... it was, of course, a matter of Class A amps
needing to warm-up, but, like with my dog, the complex relationship among me,
the listener, the system, including system and
room matching, and the music as a dialogue needed a refresh.
Had a bunch
of new discs, bought at the local flea-market… all the discs weren’t my cup of
tea… I swapped disc after disc after
disc… nervously, unsatisfied.
The magic,
the enamourement was back, after a while…
Cannot say if this happened when Hiragas’ were up to their ideal temperature or when – at last – a REALLY worthwhile disc of the bunch was played on Garrardzilla: Andrew Poppy’s “The Beating of Wings” on ZTT (1985), a nice, NICE disc I bought pushed by my pal Franco Poti (i.e. you won’t regret).
The first
track – I realized – was bearing a title “The Object is an hungry wolf” which
made me thinking… hey, definitely yes!... “the object” – aka my Gotorama – indeed
is “an hungry wolf”!
Audio and
music is an hungry passion: like dating and being in love need care, dedication
and a sort-of obsession, well,
unashamed, same obsession is needed to deeply enjoy music, played and listened
to.
When I’ll
play again one of my guitars, I’m pretty sure my fingers will be rusty, slow… I need new enthusiasm to play again up to par.
Listening
to Gotorama again is enamourement, rediscovery, enjoyment and pleasure… re-appreciating
the system and room clicking as an unicum,
again, is like enjoying a rose blossoming in slow motion.
