Hi-Fi and the Folly of Perfection


I wonder whether at a certain point the pursuit of absolute hi-fi is in danger of blending into a folly of perfection. As I sit listening to my--frankly madly expensive-- set up, my enjoyment of the music I should be listening to becomes plagued with doubts - should I shift my chair a few inches left or right to get a better focus on the stereo image? Should I toe the speakers in a little more? Should I move my wife closer to the corner of the room to improve bass response?

I sometimes philosophize that the audiophile bug is a special--pleasantly harmless--form of nostalgia; a thankfully less embarrassing analogue of the hankering certain middle-aged men have for absurdly inappropriate sports cars, motorbikes, or even second wives. . . .

I would illustrate what I mean with a personal story. The summer before I went off to university in 1982, I bought my first "system," an Amstrad 8080 stereo tuner and cassette player with detachable speakers that cost me about £30 from my local Woolworth:

This was the system I discovered music on; discovered my own musical tastes, and I suppose it's what set me on the path to where I am today with a set-up whose speaker wires could buy me fifteen or more Amstrads.

I know that, without question, the sound I hear coming from my speakers today is "better" in all sorts of ways than what I heard back in the 80's. But I do, in my more self-analytic moments, wonder if "better" is, well, better. How much is one's endless quest for audio perfection (a quest I adore and wouldn't give up for anything) actually a quest to listen again with the ears of that young man diligently respooling mangles cassettes with a pencil and a lot of patience?

I wonder if anyone else indulges in such lugubrious ruminations?

 

grauerbar

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@grauerbar  Good post!

 

I'll admit to similar feelings at certain points in building systems over now nearly thirty years. There were times when the cost in form of funds and audiophile angst seemed excessive for the value of sound quality I was experiencing. In those bad old days, excessive analytical listening mode, having to work too hard to get to music listening mode. Problem was I was looking for perfection with systems  that had far too many defects.

 

While there were times when I felt like giving up, I persevered, managing to put together subsequent systems that provided far more of the sound qualities I desire. Keeping an audio journal since late 1990's has proven invaluable in that it allowed  an orderly progression in marginal gains towards the system I have today. Without the journal and it's attention to minutiae I'd have likely gone in circles doing the equipment churn thing.

 

And so now onto more recent times,  I've not had these ruminations for some years now. There was a point where I surpassed a certain plateau in system sound quality that allowed an easy transition from analytical mode to music enjoyment mode with virtually no effort. I still listen in analytical mode for short periods and continue to evolve my system, but I now consistently enter music enjoyment mode easily, even though I may have added new equipment or tweaks.

 

In my estimation, its reaching this certain plateau that's the difficult part of being an audiophile, once past this easy sailing.

 

I'd also posit, perhaps digital only systems or concentrating on digital only in systems with both vinyl and digital setups makes the journey more difficult. For me, resolution, transparency rather easy to achieve with digital, getting digital to sound like best quality analog/vinyl was the difficult part.

 

I'll only say I've finally made it to entirely happy audiophile stage, all the work and angst has paid off!  I realize there's no perfection possible, but my contentment level means this pursuit not all folly.

As mentioned or alluded to above, we have the ability to mitigate desire and/or enjoy the process. As they say, perfection is the enemy of the good.