Do I start with my name? But a quick glance at the top left of this post will tell you that already. Maybe I should tell you where I stay. No, that information is readily available as well; just check the top right of the post. And besides, I have been known to move often (the bane of gentlemen smugglers on the run) so the particulars of that can get outdated fairly quickly.
Since this forum is about Hi-Fis, you say, perhaps I should start with the equipment I have: the amplifiers and speakers and such. Sure, happy to oblige.
On afternoons and quiet nights, I use a Marantz PM7001 stereo amp, a lovely silver comrade-in-arms, the kind that has your back by carrying an extra pistol in an Angolan firefight. It can fool you with a warm smile but the handshake is pure ice.
It drives (on occasion, with whips) a pair of Wharfedale 9.2 bookshelves: the sonic equivalent of Babanzele pygmies, undersized sweet-singing angels with murderous hearts.
The Marantz amp has a jackknife of a brother, the Marantz CD5000-something, a player that always sits with a foot on the table and an eye on the door. It's ready to come out swinging whenever it's needed, and sometimes when it's nota trait that has started many a bar brawl from Tangiers to the Tierra del Fuego.
Rounding up this collection of desperadoes is an iMac that serves up slow-cooked tunes on a skillet. It claims to have more songs inside it than Gershwin and I wouldn't contradict that on its face because it's sensitive and can throw a kitchen cutter over 30 yards and hit the target every time.
So that's the bunch. They're not pretty but when scores need to be settled, you'll be glad they're on your side and not the other.
What else? Should I talk about what I listen to? When escaping from cops in a stolen car, I switch on Hindustani classical. When I wake up in a strange room with a chimpanzee talking in Spanish, I find that Miles Davis makes awkward introductions go down easier. For everything else, there's the Grateful Dead.
If you have any questions, fire away. I will respectfully decline answering a single one, claiming my right to remain silent.
Happy to meet you. What will you have?
Since this forum is about Hi-Fis, you say, perhaps I should start with the equipment I have: the amplifiers and speakers and such. Sure, happy to oblige.
On afternoons and quiet nights, I use a Marantz PM7001 stereo amp, a lovely silver comrade-in-arms, the kind that has your back by carrying an extra pistol in an Angolan firefight. It can fool you with a warm smile but the handshake is pure ice.
It drives (on occasion, with whips) a pair of Wharfedale 9.2 bookshelves: the sonic equivalent of Babanzele pygmies, undersized sweet-singing angels with murderous hearts.
The Marantz amp has a jackknife of a brother, the Marantz CD5000-something, a player that always sits with a foot on the table and an eye on the door. It's ready to come out swinging whenever it's needed, and sometimes when it's nota trait that has started many a bar brawl from Tangiers to the Tierra del Fuego.
Rounding up this collection of desperadoes is an iMac that serves up slow-cooked tunes on a skillet. It claims to have more songs inside it than Gershwin and I wouldn't contradict that on its face because it's sensitive and can throw a kitchen cutter over 30 yards and hit the target every time.
So that's the bunch. They're not pretty but when scores need to be settled, you'll be glad they're on your side and not the other.
What else? Should I talk about what I listen to? When escaping from cops in a stolen car, I switch on Hindustani classical. When I wake up in a strange room with a chimpanzee talking in Spanish, I find that Miles Davis makes awkward introductions go down easier. For everything else, there's the Grateful Dead.
If you have any questions, fire away. I will respectfully decline answering a single one, claiming my right to remain silent.
Happy to meet you. What will you have?
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But welcome to HFV & enjoy your stay !!