When I learned that Prince had died, I cried. I'm 50 years old, but I cried. In fact, tears streamed down my face off and on all that day. I was glad to be in a secluded office, behind a closed door. Two days later, I wrote the following:
"Music has always been a big part of my life, but after I broke my neck when I was 18, I leaned on Prince's music more than anyone else's. *In those first few weeks, when I was lying in traction in a hospital bed, flipping from stomach to back and back again every two hours, there was nothing to do but think or listen to music. *Thinking was dangerous in that state of mind, but music took me to other places, places that kept me from thinking. *And of all the music I listened to during those days and weeks and months, it's only Prince's that I have vivid memories of. *Vivid, meaningful memories. *The kind where you remember not just hearing the beat, listening to the notes, or singing the lyrics, but contemplating what he was saying, its depth and complexity, and frequent controversy. *His performances were of a virtuoso, and he, himself, singular in myriad ways. *It's simply impossible for me to put into writing what his music meant to me those days, and how much I needed it and relied on it to survive. *Years later, I considered writing him to thank him. *I should've. *I wish I had. *I wish he had known."
Why am I writing this personal story in an audiophile blog? Well, I'm no Hi-Fi reviewer, but I've read plenty of reviews. Most have a familiar cadence. The review starts with a couple of paragraphs describing a theme that may seem completely unrelated to the equipment at hand. It then quickly turns to the details of the equipment – build quality, aesthetics, functionality, and, of course, sound. But it invariably ultimately comes back to that theme in the end.
As any of you know that have been reading my posts, I recently purchased an ASR Emitter 1 and Zellaton Grands. I had read about the former years ago, but never pursued it until conversations with Gideon. That led to further research. I learned from ASR's website, that David Chesky owns an ASR, and by coincidence, I learned that Jim Smith does as well. Those are some pretty good chops by themselves, and the reviews were equally impressive. As for the Grands, they were an upgrade from the Emotions based on Gideon's recommendations. Given their size, and the tiny dimensions of my listening room, I was skeptical. But Gideon promised they would not overwhelm the room, and since everything he had previously said about the Emotions was true, I took the chance. I'm glad I did. Buying this equipment was the best audio decision I have ever made. I owe Gideon a lifetime of gratitude. He's given me a profound gift.
Because I received the ASR and Grands virtually simultaneously, I can't, with any credibility, assess them separately. For all my intents and purposes, they are a single unit.
Now, back to that Prince thing. What has drawn me to music for so many years, and pulled me into the high-end scene, is the emotional connection it makes. I've been to many showrooms and have shuffled a lot of equipment in and out of my listening room in the last 25 years, most of it Stereophile "Class A". But no matter what I had, something always seemed missing. Or sometimes added. The point is that no matter what equipment I had, I typically found myself noticing what wasn't there. Or what was there that shouldn't be. It interfered with my ability to simply close my eyes and enjoy the music, to make that emotional connection. It might've been too much bass, or not enough. It might've been too warm, or too sterile, lacking nuance. It might have been anything, but it was always something.
That is the case no more. Whatever I have been searching for, however I might choose to describe it, it is in the ASR/Zellaton combination. I am listening to genres that I have never listened to before and finding them deeply meaningful. It may be heresy, but I've never listened to much jazz. Until now. And now, I can't get enough. Yesterday, I found buried in my collection, Miles Davis's, "Ascenseur Pour L'échafaud." Okay, it's a soundtrack, and it's not "Kind of Blue" or "Sketches of Spain", but it is beautiful. And so wonderfully rendered through the ASR/Zellatons. I'm not saying the system is perfect. Bad recordings are still bad, but they're better than ever before. But the good recordings you feel in your soul.
When I listen, I don't want to stop listening. I'm often torn between wanting to hear the next song and not wanting this song to end. I guess what I'm saying is that it allows me to connect emotionally with the music like I did those many years ago in those very dark days. It takes me to the places Prince did. I will leave it to others to describe their experiences in audiophile terms. I'm not particularly adept at that. All I can really tell you is that with this combination, there's not too much of this, nor too little of that. Nothing distracts me from the music, from feeling that emotional connection. And that's about the best thing I could ever say about any musical experience.