I go on a tear about various things and I gorge myself on them till I puke. I'll get an addiction to
Popsicles for a week, then forget about them for another year. Or
it'll be some kind of food I'll make in vat style quantities and
feast till I wonder why I liked it in the first place. What's common
with any of that is focus. When you can hone in, perfect your ability
to ignore distractions, is when you can make Great Works of Art, be
it a bucket of chili or trying to get this computer to run as cold
as possible.
“You're more interested in that damn
hobby than you are in me!” is a sentence I've heard from time to
time. It's true. I can be more interested in a thing
than I can be in people at times.
My tinkering is entertainment to me.
I'm not sure this is just a guy thing but we can blow off the rest of
the world and go nuts on gaming, working out, radio controlled planes
or fill up a cellar with Tycho train sets chugging through a tiny
town. Some of us build actual man caves to hide and grunt in while
others portion out some of their time and attention for an interest
that seems silly.
Lately, for me, it's been the stereo.
If you want an infuriating hobby that will provide hours of tweaking
and calibration, this is it.
I've gone on before about this and it's
not a waste of time as far as I'm concerned. Music is the best and
and I can back that up with eons of human history saying so. What
dogs this particular hobby is the incessant need to constantly
perfect the quality of sound. Now I'm doing room acoustical
treatments to further perfect it. In the process, the living
room doesn't look like a living room anymore.
Corner bass traps, skyline diffusers,
reflection control panels, SPL meters; are all fun toys to play with
if you're into this game. The problem occurs is that I never can
reach nirvana and have it 100% correct. If I can get it to 99.98%,
there's that last .02% that I MUST correct. The truth being that it's
impossible to do, but I try to squeeze as much perfection as I can
out of the room and system.
Why go through this effort? I guess you
have to love music in order to devote such care. There are songs
that have just one note, one small passage that can make the entire
song. Sometimes the beginning of a song is what makes it, the rest
is just support for those first few seconds. It's a feeling of
“Ahhh...that's it!” You know when you hear it. That feeling can
come from anything really. It's when everything falls into place
without much effort, letting the moment rise on it's own. That's when
beauty can be seen. “Nailing it” would be a shorter description
but I prefer to define, define, define.
“Sundown” by Gordon Lightfoot has
two notes in it where Gordon bends the strings of his guitar, making
the note swing down deep every time I hear that song. That's what
I'm listening for, that moment when he does it.. It's heaven. When
you hear that through a system that can reproduce the sound, even the
raspy sound of the string clattering on the fret board, it's even
better.
The intro to Bad Finger's “Baby Blue”
is another example I can think of.
*****
There comes a point when I should
listen to the music instead of listening to the system itself, but
it's hard to differentiate those two as they are so intertwined with
one another. Songs I've heard a million times are etched within me
and when they're not reproduced like I want them to, I start hunting
for the cause. There are numerous causes for shitty sounding songs
too. Alot of them I have no control over either. FM fade outs, MP3-4
compression which chops the highs and lows off (that's why they can
fit 1,000 songs on a chip) or some annoying DJ who talks right up to
the post of a song. Add to that crummy recordings of live material,
intentional “brightening” of music because that's what a lot of
people enjoy or great songs recorded when recording technology was
awful.
Life is short. I'll play audio engineer
because I find it fun and I'll just sit back and
listen to the music as well without worrying if my picture window is
reflecting in the 2000-5000Hz band.
Below are some cartoons I found about
this hobby.
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