I had to think way back when I was a kid and got my first record player. What a piece of crap. I listened to Vivaldi, and some Mozart to start with. At the time, the record player, with built in speaker, was housed in a cabinet with a door on it. I soon learned that the position of the door affected the sound, and thus began my life as an experimenter in acoustics, along with electronics all around me. But my point here is that the musical message was somehow available even through that miserable setup. As time went on, and decades later, I bumped into a holographic image with the system that I had at that time, and never let go of the that ideal for my listening. My present listening room is not ideal however, and I must judiciously adopt placement, treatment while all the time being aware of the WAF.