In my experience as musician and audiophile I’ve led a dual life.
I started out playing the piano and listening to a table radio on which I learned a good deal of music without concern for fidelity. I could fill in the missing sonic gaps with my imagination. I then met a friend who had a hifi system and my way of listening to recorded music gradually changed until I could no longer really listen to the music without concern for the sound.
Now, I no longer play, but I bring that same obsession with perfection I had as a musician to my listening, which, of course, is absurd. I have no control over how a disc is recorded, yet I have the same need to “improve” it, a sure recipe for craziness.
I started out playing the piano and listening to a table radio on which I learned a good deal of music without concern for fidelity. I could fill in the missing sonic gaps with my imagination. I then met a friend who had a hifi system and my way of listening to recorded music gradually changed until I could no longer really listen to the music without concern for the sound.
Now, I no longer play, but I bring that same obsession with perfection I had as a musician to my listening, which, of course, is absurd. I have no control over how a disc is recorded, yet I have the same need to “improve” it, a sure recipe for craziness.