Spoken like a young fella! Full of wrong science. On average we lose the edge with time, but there are those who hear perfectly well into very old age. Just as some are deaf from birth, some are spared.
The second important feature mentioned earlier is the brain. Studies in dementia as related to age and Altzheimers find that as the brain losses it's functions the centers that process hearing and MUSIC are the very last to go. I saw Chris Christopherson in concert on stage by himself for 2 hours with a short break. He said hello and went on from song to song. It was a perfect one man show. I noticed at the brief break a stage person came out and escorted him off stage and then back on again. The music continued without a stitch out of place. One month later they announced that he was retired and suffering with advancing Altzheimers.
He may not know his name or who his closest family members were but could pick up a guitar and sing for hours. It was also noted that his final concerts began with the first song he wrote as a child and that every song that night was in the exact order he wrote them over a lifetime. So, ya, there is the brain and a perfect set of youthful ears matched to a fine stereo system blasting away with some Kiss or Lead Zepplin may help kill some brain cells. Then to shut up long enough to listen to George Shearing and Mel Torme... well, I know that is not apt to happen.
You can drop a needle on vinyl and I can tell the 1950s & 60s 'Decca' recordings from RCA's. I can tell when 'mono' became 'High Fidelity" from a vinyl 'Stereo' that followed. The highest qualtiy recordings are still fantastic and the market was filled with some real cheap products. I can hear that. I can really appreciate putting a 180gm record on a $2,000 Rega turntable with a $500 cartidge and fine valved pre-amp.
It reminds me of being a kid in the 1950s. My dad taught school and with 5 kids there was little extravagance. Eating shrimp was one of them. At an early age I looked at cocktail shrimp and asked, "What is that?" I had a naked shrimp shaken in my face and asked if I want one. Hell no! It was on food on my plate that I was not expected to finish. My mom and dad got all the shrimp and they gave me my wish, Spaghette-Os.
After 70 some years I love to eat shrimp while listening to the wide range of music that I also love. I hear some much more than a bowl full of Spaghetti-Os. If you need some help with that get back to me.
The second important feature mentioned earlier is the brain. Studies in dementia as related to age and Altzheimers find that as the brain losses it's functions the centers that process hearing and MUSIC are the very last to go. I saw Chris Christopherson in concert on stage by himself for 2 hours with a short break. He said hello and went on from song to song. It was a perfect one man show. I noticed at the brief break a stage person came out and escorted him off stage and then back on again. The music continued without a stitch out of place. One month later they announced that he was retired and suffering with advancing Altzheimers.
He may not know his name or who his closest family members were but could pick up a guitar and sing for hours. It was also noted that his final concerts began with the first song he wrote as a child and that every song that night was in the exact order he wrote them over a lifetime. So, ya, there is the brain and a perfect set of youthful ears matched to a fine stereo system blasting away with some Kiss or Lead Zepplin may help kill some brain cells. Then to shut up long enough to listen to George Shearing and Mel Torme... well, I know that is not apt to happen.
You can drop a needle on vinyl and I can tell the 1950s & 60s 'Decca' recordings from RCA's. I can tell when 'mono' became 'High Fidelity" from a vinyl 'Stereo' that followed. The highest qualtiy recordings are still fantastic and the market was filled with some real cheap products. I can hear that. I can really appreciate putting a 180gm record on a $2,000 Rega turntable with a $500 cartidge and fine valved pre-amp.
It reminds me of being a kid in the 1950s. My dad taught school and with 5 kids there was little extravagance. Eating shrimp was one of them. At an early age I looked at cocktail shrimp and asked, "What is that?" I had a naked shrimp shaken in my face and asked if I want one. Hell no! It was on food on my plate that I was not expected to finish. My mom and dad got all the shrimp and they gave me my wish, Spaghette-Os.
After 70 some years I love to eat shrimp while listening to the wide range of music that I also love. I hear some much more than a bowl full of Spaghetti-Os. If you need some help with that get back to me.