Ahhh, memories, memories. Like so many on here my parent's taste in music was... shall we say non-existant? The had a few James Last LPs, a number of Readers Digest boxed sets and the odd film theme. Oh, and a motley collection of 45s that ranged from the sublime (Space Oddity) to the ridiculous (New Seekers).
We played these on high days & holidays, occasionally listening to radio as well. Now, about the same time I got bought a Sharp boom-box for Christmas, and mounted it on the shelf above my desk, listening to Radio 1 as I whiled away the hours building Airfix kits. The proximity of speakers with perfect stereo positioning, allied with copious amounts of noxious glue (looking back I was always slightly zonked when making kits
) made me all too aware that there was a world of stereo out there.
So I started reading up. I'd hang around Laskeys hi-fi department, hoping to get a play on some kit - it made a welcome change from spending a couple of hours typing a program into their ZX-81 only to find it did something crappy like make 'Hello' bounce round the screen. I ventured upstairs in our local photographic shop, discovering a cornucopia of champagne-coloured separates. I stole my brother's albums - mainly Mike Oldfield, Jean-Michelle Jarre and some band called Pink Floyd, who'd had that funny song out that they banned us from singing at school. Sumfink abaht educashyun.
I took a keen interest in setting up Mum & Dads system better - it too was a Garrard SP25 with an Eagle receiver, mated to some Pye speakers if memory serves. It was crap. But it was still HiFi!! Sitting between the speakers, lifted up off their normal home on the floor on temporary piles of books, I could detect the hint of stereo imaging and detail as I played my ever growing album collection - Nik Kershaw, Visage, Howard Jones... (I was a new romantic at heart although far too scared to wear the clothing or makeup).
One day I was hanging around outside a scary 'proper' hifi shop in Chichester, when the owner beckoned me in, telling me it was fine to have a look around and he didn't bite. He was playing some folk music by a guy called Christy Moore. It was a Rega Planar 3 through a Creek amp and Royd speakers - I'd never heard the like. To me, he was there. I went straight round to Our Price and bought the album (Ride On - still ace!)
Eventually I convinced Mum & Dad that they should get with it, and after much to-ing and fro-ing they bought a new system - a NAD 3130 and a pair of Heybrook HB1s. I saved like mad and bought a new turntable - a Dual 505 Deluxe, no less. I can remember clearly taking the train to London, all of 14 years old, and buying it in a hifi shop somewhere in the Mecca that is Tottenham Court Road, and having to walk back from there to Victoria as I'd blown my spare cash on a record cleaner.
I used to race RC buggies as a hobby, and my friend John (who was about 40, but my Mum & Dad didn't mind - social services would have a field day now!!) had a - all bow down - Linn system. LP12, LK1&2, Index speakers. Wow... this was the pinnacle. I vowed to have my own Linn one day...
It's been a slippery slope ever since, but I guess I've always been chasing after that feeling you get when the room around you disappears and all you're left with is the music. Funny how things come round though - I'm back to using the amp my M & D bought all those years ago.
Jason
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Before you criticise a man, walk a mile in his shoes. Then, when you do - you'll be a mile away. And have his shoes.
Wavy grooves go thru a RigB 540ML on an SL1500C. Digits stream from a cheapie CDP and a Sonos, into a Yamaha 803D driving Kralk Audio little 'uns. I used to have a Linn but I'm better now.