Who remembers audio from the time when ...


... I recall hurrying home with the newest vinyl, placing it on the rek-o-kut  belt turntable (arm and cartridge beyond recall) then turning on the HeathKit preamp (with all sorts of equalizing circuits) and amp, then watching the tubes warm up.  The anticipation of hearing the new music through a decent system built up with the warming rube glow from orange to red and dimming into the infra red.  Gently grasping the arm and rotating it to place the needle’s crystal  perfectly into the first cut.  The Heathkit 2way speaker was placed forward from center wall to mimic a mono transducer at center stage.  Switching the turntable motor on while gradually increasing gain at the preamp required a soft touch.  Then stereo,  Reel to Reel.  The Dolby cassette deck, tubeless amps and preamps. Digital ...

  i continue to be amazed at the continuing tidal wave of efforts directed to achieve more accurate sound reproduction and more pleasing perception utilizing our incredible ability to hear sound in the spectrum of musical experience.  The sounds of nature: A drip of water on the wet surface of a broadleaf in the rainforest. The startling gasping wheeze of the change in air flow through the mountain pass.  The sizzle of receding waves through the pebbles on shore.  And the sounds made by humans.

  Old timer’s reminiscences of early audiophile recollections are welcome.  




davesandbag

Showing 1 response by edcyn

Great stories, everybody!  I've told mine in other threads but here's the compressed version with a few additions.
1950's -- Dad has mountain of 78's, 45's & 33's.  Plays 'em on a one-box record changer.  Me and older sis have a brightly colored kiddie 78er.  Later, Dad builds Heathkit hifi on kitchen table.  All separates, including AM tuner.
Early 1960's.  Dad takes me downtown to hifi show at Ambassador Hotel (I grow up in L.A.).  Both wowed by stereophonic.  Dad buys big Kenwood receiver for 'self. I get the Heathkit.  Later, Dad gets me a smaller Kenwood stereo receiver which I hook to mismatched speakers.
Early 1970's.  I visit my best buddy, who's in college at Berkeley.  His stereo is so superior to mine, I must go shopping.  I wind up with KEF Corelli's, which I hook to the Kenwood but which I properly align and place on stands.  In time, I inherit my dad's mountain of vinyl and shellac.
Switch to today.  Retired.  Living on an island.  Dedicated audio room/man cave.  Tweek-a-zoid electrical outlets.  Nola Boxers aligned/fine-tuned by ear.  Tons of vinyl and CDs.  Totally addicted to streaming.  But my stereo ain't working!!!!  The PrimaLuna has blown a fuse and nobody on the island sells the proper replacement. No luck at the local auto parts stores.  I guess I'll just have to sit tight until the box of mail-order fuses arrives and can see if the problem with the 'Luna is actually serious.