All of this deception must interfere with enjoying your music, right? Unless, and I suppose this is the case, you’re just interested in quality “sound.” Which is fine, but I imagine your conscience must be needling you enough to make it not very fun to listen, since your guilt pushes you to reach out on this thread for help. Or, you’re reaching out for some sort of human connection in a bizarre way by making up stories about wives and headphones. Which is also fine, but there’s better ways and better arenas in which to do that. Or you’re a shill, posing as (or actually) a poor English speaker, pushing headphones and gear with the old “girlfriend/wife is happy/unhappy” set up. Which is not fine.
I don’t know.
I have a local dealer here who likes to push equipment with his own “demo” tracks. When I bring my own media to audition, he almost has a god damned stroke, as if what I’m listening to cannot possibly be good music because 1) it isn’t what he picked and 2) it is not “demo quality mastering.” I’m sorry, but If I can’t play “Bags and Trane” or Iron and Wine or Oliver Nelson on a piece of equipment you are selling and have it sound nice, I’m done. No sale. I’m not interested in listening to music I don’t enjoy on “nice” equipment and then buying that equipment only to find it’s designed to play boring “demo” music that I don’t enjoy.
In the same way I’m also not interested in creating a system that is simply an escape from my own self-created misery. If I have to lie to someone or myself, one of two things is happening: I’m doing something wrong or I’m with the wrong person.
When did music become such a self-prescribed solitary experience??
Im really curious to pinpoint that moment in our culture. Anyone?
