Pride comes before a fall..

A friend of mine plays in a German band who went to record one of their albums in LA -- big thing for a German band.

Jim Crichton (Saga bass player) produced the album together with a couple of die-hard hippie types as engineers. At one point the studio people happened to mention Jeff Beck. Young Tobias, the band's violin player, raised his timid voice: "Jeff who?"

What followed was 15 minutes of incredulous head-shaking behind the desk, disrupted only by mutterings of "He doesn't know who Jeff Beck is ...".

Thomas

My wife came back from work a little earlier than expected today (I work from home mostly) and the Pies Eat It was blaring out upstairs (Stevie Marriot on his Les Paul in the room etc etc - me in total disbelief that a Nait One could produce almost a seance!!!!!)

"What a bloody racket" she cries out (I never heard the door)

Shot down in flames I duly switched it off went down stairs and gave her the customary peck on the cheek. (before anyone even suggests it I'm talking above her neck OK!)

What the hell was THAT? she says not angry but kinda dismissive.

I tries to explain the Humble Pie story and she just shrugs and says she prefers the system downstairs!

Honestly

I ask you

P

( BTW she's nearly 36 I'm just turned 44)

P,
That reminds of the scene in 'Fawlty Towers' when Basil is taking time out and blissfully listening to Brahms. His wife Sybil comes in and has a go at him for not working and says "and turn off that racket". Basil retorts "Racket? That's Brahms!...Brahms 3rd racket"

Priceless.

"All systems are perfectly designed to get the results they get."

My wife gave up on trying to understand why I listen to what, but she's a good sport none the less.
I'm able to get her to go to hear Yes, King Crimson, Bare Naked Ladies, Steely Dan, as well as the Symphony, Maynard Ferguson, and other totally non-related groups with me... Even my bands when we play out. That's true devotion!
So anyway...
I had a group of folks I work with (all of us electrical engineers) over for a night of bad movies and a listen to my system and most were 15-20 years younger than me.
My boss is a round-earther audiophile type from way back and designed and runs sound for his rather large church. He is quite knowledgable in professional sound reinforcement. He runs a set of old MG2B's at home but drives them with Crown DC-150 amps... In his defense, he worked for Crown and did the PCB layout on that amp. So, he's got a serious connection with that piece of gear!
Anyway, the "kids" were a bit perplexed at my collection of vinyl and refusal to play a CD for them. (I don't have a "real" CD player, so I rarely torture myself with digititis...)
I played some rock stuff at loud levels and showed them how it sounded exactly the same when it way playing very soft and how the impact of the kick drum is still there when you can barely hear the music (thanks to my 250 and 'Briks!!!).
They were trying to find some vinyl with something they recognized, so I found a couple of classics (like "Carry On My Wayward Son" and others).
After turning their nose up at a bunch of my stuff I spun up a copy of Laurie Anderson's "Oh Superman" and got them a bit worried. Then I played "Sweaters" off that same album and ran them out of the room (bagpipes and drum kit under Laurie's psychotic rant).
Oh well, I could have been nicer to them, but it was my house and my music afterall!
My boss, familiar with all the music except Laurie's, and I still get a big laugh out of the incident.
David