My record collection, my pride and joy, was wiped out in a flood in 1985. By coincidence the flood occurred the night my triplets were born, August 6; also the anniversary of the Hiroshima bomb, so a portentous day. I couldn’t afford to buy a CD player and LPs were disappearing from shops. Even after I scraped enough loose change to buy a CDP the CDs were expensive. The result was that in those pre streaming days most of my music came from my Pioneer collage dorm entry level AVR tuner.
I am supposed to end this post by saying it’s the best audio that I ever had, that all the fancy gear I’ve since bought has never equaled the joy of that source through my Advent 3 speakers. Sorry, no effing way. Once I was able to start buying better stuff there has been no turning back. Wanting to go back would be like a castaway on a desert island who having been rescued after years insists on ditching fine dining options for a meal of coconuts and raw jelly fish