“Meanwhile back at the ranch, while the ranch hands predisposed to measuring the phallic prowess of the various stallions argue of its importance, the wise ranch hand is enjoying a leisurely ride though a beautiful meadow by a stream, sun lightly filtered through the branches of an imperfect tree, with the other ranch hands sweethearts.”
Sorry, couldn’t resist. I’m just stting here listening to Ellington’s masterpiece “Afro Bossa” through a pristine pair of NOS 211 vacuum tubes which, in all liklihood, measure horrbily next to the Topping amplifier du jour. Drive what you like because at the end of the day, nobody gives a darn but you.