I want to be moved and have the music touch my soul!

As Bob Dylan says at the end of every song, good luck! Getting to the soul of the music, being entertained by the music, being touched by the music, feeling integrated with the music, whatever you want to call it, is something that transcends electronics and speakers and cables and even room treatments and vibration isolation. It is the Great Unknown, the Unimaginable, the Upspeakable, the Final Frontier, Xanadu. It’s all very hush, hush. But I can say no more than that. Music soothes the savage breast.

“If I could explain it to the average person they wouldn’t have given me the Nobel prize.”

Is this stuff for real? It’s as real as a colonoscopy without benefit of anesthesia.

I have just one word for you. Tweaks. Without tweaks something terrible happens. Nothing. Without tweaks CDs usually sound thin, two dimensional, closed in, thuddy, synthetic, bland, and like paper mache. Even on an Oppo.