I kinda feel like a little kid, anxiously awaiting Santa Claus to come down the chimney
In the meantime ...
‘Twas the night before The Original Source Vinyl and all through the house
Not a record was spinning, not even by Strauss;
The masters were remixed by Emil Berliner Studios with care,
In hopes that a music lover soon would be there;
The audiophiles were nestled all snug in their listening rooms,
While amps and speakers matched their cable looms.
And an Amazon purchase from the computer in my lap,
And just cleaned a record to prevent electrostatic zap.
When out of the turntable there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my listening chair to see what was the matter.
Away to platter I flew like a flash,
Called up the dealer and spent some more cash.
The four track mix from original quadro
Gave the timbre of mid-hall to the soundstage show,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a Mahler 5th, I loved it so dear,
With a transient response, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it was a really great disc.
More rapid than eagles his masterings they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, IEC! now, Baerwald! now, UNI-DIN and Loefgren!
On, Walker! on Rega! on, Avid and Linn!
To the top of the groove! to the top of the null!
Now spin away! spin away! spin away all!"
