A "golden warm" audio memory


The "faithful to the recording" thread made me think of this.

After this particular audio event happened, I've always remembered it, but, sadly, never been able to replicate it.

This would have been in the mid fall of '99 or 2000.  I can pin it down that narrowly because of the equipment I was running at the time (namely a relatively new-to-me Cary SLP90 that I picked up in '99 and the fact that I was still listening to a pair of ARC VTM120s which I didn't replace until the spring of '01) and the color of the leaves.

Lets call it a mid-October early afternoon in Western Pennsylvania and I had the house to myself.  I was working 3 to 11s and I had called off sick.  (This may have either been because there was a MNF game on that I wanted to watch, or simply because of what a delightfully gorgeous fall day it was turning out to be and I had it to myself, or all of the above.) 

So I was out on the back porch getting the charcoal grill going, and golden leaves were spontaneously and randomly drifting,  the sun had a golden early afternoon glow of mid October, and the beer I had poured into a frosted pilsner glass was just as deep and pure a yellow as the leaves and the sun. The Nancy Griffith "Flyer" CD was playing and she sounded smooth and warm and, yes, golden, and then I thought for sure I knew what those two terms meant as related to audio.

That CD has never ever sounded that good to me since, and, as I prefaced this meaningless and pointless thread with, I have never been able to experience that particular audio sensation again, although as I am wont to do, I have tried.

immatthewj

@immatthewj Wow...small world. I grew up down in Fayette Co.

I've been in and out of the Burgh for the last 40 years. Just left again a couple years ago. I do get home sick. We will be heading up there in the near future. Still have great friends there.

Here we go, Stillers! LOL

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@secretguy

I was a nomadic airline mechanic (prior to post 9/11) and the Pittsburgh area was where I ran out of energy (in ’91) and my travels ceased.

The springs and the falls can be wonderful here.

On edit:  I picked up that Cary preamp in the spring of '99, but I am thinking that this was probably in the fall of the next year.  Maybe not--it might have been the fall of '99.  It made an impact on me.