1970: “Whole Lotta Love” on headphones before heading off to school. The minute before was one universe, the minute after was another.
1968: hearing the Vienna Boys Choir at the Civic Opera House, Chicago. I became aware that some people spent a ton of money to build a beautiful building just for hearing music. Now that really blew me away.
1975: Playing “Whole Lotta Love” in a garage band. Drums, a quarter as good as Bonham with twice the tubs.
1972: singing “Oh, Holy Night” in the church choir.
1977: Hooking up my friend’s Marantz 2245 to his BIC Venturi’s.
2018: hearing the Triangle Magellan Concert Grands on a Luxman rig at Axpona.
2019: hearing the Spendor D7 on a Chord rig at Axpona.
Uberwaltz, that was one beautiful story.
1968: hearing the Vienna Boys Choir at the Civic Opera House, Chicago. I became aware that some people spent a ton of money to build a beautiful building just for hearing music. Now that really blew me away.
1975: Playing “Whole Lotta Love” in a garage band. Drums, a quarter as good as Bonham with twice the tubs.
1972: singing “Oh, Holy Night” in the church choir.
1977: Hooking up my friend’s Marantz 2245 to his BIC Venturi’s.
2018: hearing the Triangle Magellan Concert Grands on a Luxman rig at Axpona.
2019: hearing the Spendor D7 on a Chord rig at Axpona.
Uberwaltz, that was one beautiful story.