Happy Scale


I found this reply interesting on the "Happy Scale" of our present systems vs. One's of the past.

Great topic to contemplate. In the mid 80's My first stereo at 23 was pretty good. 400 watts of SAE power,  Technics SBE 200 speakers, Thorens TD 124 TT. All vinyl. For me and my friends, it was unbeleiveable how good it sounded. Fast forward 30 years.... I now own a $40,000 Audio Note system. It may "technically" sound better but it doesn't make me any happier on MY happy Scale. My friends don't talk about my present system but they sure talked about my system 30 years ago. I was the guy with the stereo. It felt good.

Rich or poor keep searching to achieve those 10/10 happy scale moments. Happy is just plain happy. Period. It's what we live for.

Can anyone add to the mix...during these isolated times?

Cheers
ishkabibil
@hombre, a lot of my current stuff is pro audio.  It may not be 'pretty', but functionality is a tad more important for me....

That, and the specs are specs.  The 'pros' live and fail by them to a greater degree than we do.  You don't got to concerts to listen to 'meh' sound....

They Have to sound Great.  We just want to sound better...in our own ways and means.....;)
When my wife passed away five years ago I mistakenly thought if I spent over $30k on a new system it would help bring happiness back into my life. I did enjoy assembling the system, but when I sat to listen to my music it only brought back memories of times we were together. The memories are great, but the loss tore me apart. It didn’t provide the happiness I was looking for. Nothing would. Not for years. Looking back I realize I wasn’t thinking clearly and was grasping at anything to help pull me out of the depression I was in.

I now listen to that system every day for hours and hours. Every day.  For hours and hours.  It is my sanity.
abucktwoeighty,

"Looking back I realize I wasn’t thinking clearly and was grasping at anything to help pull me out of the depression I was in.

I now listen to that system every day for hours and hours. Every day. For hours and hours. It is my sanity"


I feel the same way. Music is one of the best ways I know of keeping those (seemingly automated) programs of periodic anxiety from dragging my mood down.

They can feel like, to quote Pink Floyd,

"There’s someone in my head but it’s not me."

At the very least I like to think it’s not the real me, cue images of the mid 70s Who...

Thanks for sharing.