Eminent Technology ET-2 Tonearm Owners

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What LP’s ?  not referring to records. 
Look again 6 O’clock
there is the biggest threat

Nandric
but how do you know which one to
chose next among them?

Nikola
I have four rooms that contain records and I think they will become a burden when I am not around anymore. I have started talks with my son about how to deal with them.

What is important.is the records I play. 
The records I play I call my "ready play" records, and are stored next to me, at arm reach in my main room 1, on the floor in four rows, against the wall. They are organized, updated - these four rows - based on my current state. 

The first row music and or lyrics make me want to smile and sing.

The second row goes one further and may provoke me to want to get up and dance. Maybe wave my arms around. Room 2 is better for arm waving. If you want to score points with the spouse, let her see you dancing by yourself, especially to Classical. She will get confused and you will gain leverage.   

The third row - brings me to tears. Mostly women opera singers, or the violin.

The fourth row - just out of arms reach. You know I need to be careful with the fourth row. Too much playing of music from this fourth will plant seeds in your head for revolting against your government (or the wife - same thing) One can get into big trouble with too much music and lyrics from the fourth row.

Dear Nikola, it was, in fact, you who I addressed in that post. Perhaps your confusion is simply a smoke screen and you are an even better cryptologist than I.

Beware the “threat”:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Q3flw200lX8

Frogman You know I have always been a dog kind of guy.... .

But this Bengal kitty stole my heart.

Alas, finding Dutch Amperex Bugle Boy tubes on the carpet floor in the main room was a warning sign.

My turntable is on a low table, beside the wall, the bottom covered so one can not see under. Who wants to look at sand. A reminder of what is coming.

There I was listening, and a took a glance over at that marvel of engineering 4 feet away - only to see a tail wagging behind the spinning record. Like a conductor with his wand? This one Bengal colored.

Heart stopped, I pulled two muscles jumping up from the recliner.

I bent over to look under the table and repeated over and over - "here kitty, kitty. come here my good little kitty kitty"

The TT thread is easily replaced. But that cantilever and exposed naked tonearm wiring?

Now when she visits the door stays closed. But not sure what to do about the exposed electrostats in the adjacent room ? That room is open.

Great story, Chris. I too am a dog person and Artie my beagle is thankfully very well trained and knows that he is not allowed in my studio. Years ago when my dear wife and I were “getting serious” we found ourselves in an untenable situation. Her Siamese and my Chihuahua simply could not, or would not, get along. Whenever they were together the fur literally flew.

Around this time most of my lps were in storage waiting for my personal life to settle down and I was keeping only my most cherished four hundred or so lps with me at my temporary digs. When my future wife and I decided to move in together, I brought those lp treasures to our new place and I put them in a row on the floor temporarily while we settled in and they waited for their vacationing two thousand or so familiy members to rejoin them. The fur continued to fly. I also noticed that Max, now sharing living space with his arch nemesis the Siamese, grew increasingly hyper; if it’s possible for a Chihuahua to be even more hyper. I came home one night that my wife was away on business to find that Max had chewed, in perfect sequence, ALL the spines of my lp jackets as if to say: Get that fu@&ing cat out of here!!!  Luckily, no damage to the vinyl.  Yes, my favorite lps’ jackets all have chewed bottom corners. I wanted to kill the little bastard.

Not entirely clear how the ensuing negotiations were resolved, but the Siamese ended up in Cleveland, Ohio with sister-in-law. I’m sure I paid dearly for that one...I suspect I still am ☺️