They gave me a demo pair to take home…they don’t fit in to a convertible too well. Enter the serious audiophile…”Hey, do you need help getting those to your house.” I had just me this gentleman, moments ago. He wasn’t affiliated with the shop, just a regular customer. We talked about tubes (a story for another post), and how long he had been collecting and how is wife was supportive of the hobby (she’s a rare one, huh?). I took him up on his offer. We carefully put the speakers that were 2/3 as tall as I am in his cavernous volvo sedan, and he followed me the 8 miles to my house.
Having someone to help me set them up, and talk about the audio was nice, we sat and listened for a while…
I took him to my project studio and a completely different audio conversation started taking place. “You make music too!” I told him I dabbled around, and played a few tracks I had been working on. He was floored, and offered to give me some recordings he had made on 2” tape and put on CD. We saw one another at the shop more than a few times before I relocated to Hawaii, but I never got those recordings from him. Sadly.