If you are asking can any system play with all the dynamic volume and slam of a live drum kit, no. Which, interestingly enough is the answer to a related question: Would you want it if it did? NO! Are you nuts?!?! You know perfectly well how freaking loud a drum kit is. When the kid across the street took up drums in the garage it lasted about 20 minutes, the time it took everyone on the street to gather up their pitchforks and torches!
Even a piano. These things were created to fill large concert halls and noisy bar rooms with sound. They were not created to sit in a normal size room and listen.
This all stems from the crazy notion that what we mean by realism is literally in every sense the same.
Which would you rather look at, a Polaroid of an olive grove or The Olive Grove by Van Gogh? The world has spoken: one is worth millions, the other peanuts. Neither one is ever going to be confused with an actual olive grove. One however somehow captures the essence of "olive grove" so beautifully people compete to pay millions to have it.
That is what we mean by "recreate at home". When you hear Tchaikovsky on my system the walls dissolve the space expands and you feel transported to a concert hall. It is like watching a really good movie, no one ever for an instant believes they are on another planet. But if the writers and director and cinematographer all do their job extremely well you care so much for that stupid blue dude your eyes well up with tears when he dies. Mine sure did.
If they can get you so wrapped up and lost in the story you cry over a blue guy floating in space, and you can do this in your living room, then for sure we can do that with music too.
Even a piano. These things were created to fill large concert halls and noisy bar rooms with sound. They were not created to sit in a normal size room and listen.
This all stems from the crazy notion that what we mean by realism is literally in every sense the same.
Which would you rather look at, a Polaroid of an olive grove or The Olive Grove by Van Gogh? The world has spoken: one is worth millions, the other peanuts. Neither one is ever going to be confused with an actual olive grove. One however somehow captures the essence of "olive grove" so beautifully people compete to pay millions to have it.
That is what we mean by "recreate at home". When you hear Tchaikovsky on my system the walls dissolve the space expands and you feel transported to a concert hall. It is like watching a really good movie, no one ever for an instant believes they are on another planet. But if the writers and director and cinematographer all do their job extremely well you care so much for that stupid blue dude your eyes well up with tears when he dies. Mine sure did.
If they can get you so wrapped up and lost in the story you cry over a blue guy floating in space, and you can do this in your living room, then for sure we can do that with music too.