I've always likened it to those Elvis painting on velvet. In the audio sphere
I've used the analogy often for what I hear with a well designed tube amp versus a well designed transistor amp. The tube unit will get notes coming out of a dead quiet. The transistor unit will have something busy in the background. It's like there is some Brownian movement or some quantum creation and dissolution at the molecular level that, in quiet passages, you can feel present. Now I know Brownian movement or quantum activity are on any technical level factually misleading and incorrect, still, there's something happening that does not go away there.
With a black backdrop it goes Midnight in the Graveyard quiet. Elvis on a silk background is not like Elvis on a velvet surface. It's nothing if you haven't noticed it. If you don't zone in on it, it's nothing. Once it becomes a possibility in your awareness it becomes imperative. I can't live with a busy background. In effect, listening for blackness is listening for nothing. Is it an obsession to listen for nothing?
Might be, very well might be, but what is this whole hobby but an obsession?
I've used the analogy often for what I hear with a well designed tube amp versus a well designed transistor amp. The tube unit will get notes coming out of a dead quiet. The transistor unit will have something busy in the background. It's like there is some Brownian movement or some quantum creation and dissolution at the molecular level that, in quiet passages, you can feel present. Now I know Brownian movement or quantum activity are on any technical level factually misleading and incorrect, still, there's something happening that does not go away there.
With a black backdrop it goes Midnight in the Graveyard quiet. Elvis on a silk background is not like Elvis on a velvet surface. It's nothing if you haven't noticed it. If you don't zone in on it, it's nothing. Once it becomes a possibility in your awareness it becomes imperative. I can't live with a busy background. In effect, listening for blackness is listening for nothing. Is it an obsession to listen for nothing?
Might be, very well might be, but what is this whole hobby but an obsession?