Ha! I got in a car one time, said here try this, immediately turned to my wife and said See Honey, I told you, Breaking Silence is so good it makes even this car stereo sound better! And she agreed. So I had passed the infection along to her.
One friend, first time over at his place,he played some music for me and my wife. Really proud of his decidedly mid-fi (if that) system. We sat back and I totally enjoyed it. I mean that. Coulda just sat there listening all night, fine with me.
When he came over to my place though, whole different story. Couldn’t get over the shock. Power cords, cables, the whole layout, just looking at it was giving him sensory overload. Like he stepped out of his living room onto the bridge of the Enterprise or something. When he sat down to listen, couldn’t enjoy himself even then, so busy he was struggling with disbelief.
His own disbelief. Entirely in his own head.
Another friend, had just bought a genuine high-end system (well, the components, not the tweaks, then as now nobody understands its the tweaks even more so than the components that make it high-end) and yet when he sat down to listen he just completely melted into the music. When the first cut was over he just sat there as if in a trance, or body suffused with some pleasant drug, and said, "Please play another. Please."
The one couldn’t get past his ego. The other was completely open to the gift of music. Me, my first stereo was an all-in-one receiver/record player from Radio Shack. Which I thoroughly enjoyed, even before the speaker upgrade. So in what universe does it make any sense at all for me to not relax into the music like my friend, beside myself with joy?
Its all in your head. Mind. Consciousness. Thought. Relax and enjoy it. Easiest thing in the world.
One friend, first time over at his place,he played some music for me and my wife. Really proud of his decidedly mid-fi (if that) system. We sat back and I totally enjoyed it. I mean that. Coulda just sat there listening all night, fine with me.
When he came over to my place though, whole different story. Couldn’t get over the shock. Power cords, cables, the whole layout, just looking at it was giving him sensory overload. Like he stepped out of his living room onto the bridge of the Enterprise or something. When he sat down to listen, couldn’t enjoy himself even then, so busy he was struggling with disbelief.
His own disbelief. Entirely in his own head.
Another friend, had just bought a genuine high-end system (well, the components, not the tweaks, then as now nobody understands its the tweaks even more so than the components that make it high-end) and yet when he sat down to listen he just completely melted into the music. When the first cut was over he just sat there as if in a trance, or body suffused with some pleasant drug, and said, "Please play another. Please."
The one couldn’t get past his ego. The other was completely open to the gift of music. Me, my first stereo was an all-in-one receiver/record player from Radio Shack. Which I thoroughly enjoyed, even before the speaker upgrade. So in what universe does it make any sense at all for me to not relax into the music like my friend, beside myself with joy?
Its all in your head. Mind. Consciousness. Thought. Relax and enjoy it. Easiest thing in the world.