I enjoy music since I was in my mom womb… also if I owned and still own some nice audio gears, mostly classic or handmade stuffs, I simply reject audiophilia and related lingo.
Listening to a Steinway piano or any real instrument makes this so crystal clear: it’s like real sex and porn…
Audio is just the latter… can be good, sometimes… but never sublime and it will never substitute real music… so why bothering about those cables and shit, endlessly… let’s go and strum or pluck any instrument, let’s go to concerts.
After pandemic stop to live music, it’s such a joy attending again to a concert: hand-clapping, the audience buzzing, then the silence and… the first notes… priceless.
My musical orgasms are, these days, more on AWESOME recordings than on electronics…
So, beware, my friends and fellow audiophiles: don’t ask to me: “Any news (i.e. new audio gears)?”
I’ll reply - swallowing in disgust at the question 😱 - that my electronic equipments are in good shape and play magnificent and, no! No news 😏
… but I’ll add that the paper used in the above Helmut Walcha’s Archiv box-set and enclosed gorgeous booklet is of highest quality and it’s such a pleasure reading the liner notes while listening to Bach.
... hit me, if you want!
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