The madness continues. I've had a strong intuition that something is amiss with my sound despite the improvement over the past. Something was terribly right the past sound that I can't unnoticed. It was the low frequency energy. Hard to get it out of the mind once you've tasted the forbidden fruit, a common chronic sickness every audio enthusiast suffers. We, audio enthusiasts have low resistance to good sound, they will pay up like a good boy provided or drool till no more saliva.
My unsettling issue prompts me to put on my thinking cap, what-can-I-do-to improve. Leave no stone unturned, I turned my gaze to the settee. My system has been thoroughly worked. Incidentally, my listening height is slightly above the tweeter, only by a whisker. Deeds, not words. A thought began to take form, a new settee is what I need right now. One that levels to the listening height.
Before I forget, three-seating settee is an acoustic mayhem. Wasting no time, I got the settee assembled and moved right it into my listening room. My dear wife came home from work and nagged. Women.... nagging is their nature. "No woman, no cry", Bob Marley knew it too well.
Break a leg, my new settee is the solution. Am I'm on or a row or what, my sound is going strength to strength. Taken together, lost and found, my bass returns with aplomb. Rolls like a train. Unflappable and with profound tenacity. My 12-inch driver's sense of ease and drama is such a treat. By the same token, my tonal balance shifted toward the bass, my headroom grew. The beefen up images accord remarkable palpability and in no way get in the way of vividness. Nope, my sound never about microscopic detail the modern crops of loudspeakers put forward.
Music time, the finest hours with the recording excellence of Patricia Barber's Cafe Blue, the evocative sense of a pub ambiance, Jazz At The Pawnshop is another good example if you don't already know. The drum at some point masks the sound, this is realistic and true. But most recordings prefer to articulate the drum to lose its realism. The drum should never be undermined, and the guitar should never be too profound. Good job, shout-out to the people who involved in those recordings to get thing right.
Leonard Cohen's Ten New Songs shakes my room alright. His voice is huskier than ever, undermining some resolution. Learn how to surrender to music instead focusing on the resolution. Get your analytical listening to backseat, follow his flow. A word of caution, my sonic preference may not accord with you. Don't shoot me dead, take it with a pinch of salt. I sell musicality, not resolution.
Listening to Celine Dion, she is a living diva. Voice control, technical mastery and powerful delivery, put many to shame. Another great diva Aretha Franklin. OMG, I went off topic.
