Any funny audiofile stories???


Over the holidays my girlfriend and I went to visit her former neighbors.I had never been to there home before.We were having a drink and great conversation when the gentleman turned the TV off and put in a CD.We continued our conversation but my attention kept drifting off to the music.It was a solo acoustic guitar.Finally after about 2 songs I interupted everybody and I said What are we listening to?The gentleman told me(Brook Williams-Little Lion)Then upon scanning inside his entertainment stand I noticed handles on his components.Now my interest was really peaked.I interupted again and asked what kind of equipment he had.He had some old Carver gear,but the sound was actually pretty sweet and definetely a cut above mass market junk.From this point on you can probably guess what the topic of discussion was.If you guessed gear and music your right.That night I got a crash course on some outstanding folk material,I didn't even know existed.All of the titles he played that night were excellently recorded.We left that night(I had a list of new CD's to buy)and my girlfriend was shaking her head,and said just what you needed an excuse to buy more music.Life is Good.
krelldog
Dekay, you are indeed the tweakmeister! I looked up your system and immediately perceived what your avocation truly is, and now I realise you almost paid the ultimate price (or very close to it) in pursuit of your tweaky ways. God bless us all Tweaky Tim!
Not necessarily funny, but true: some nine years ago my house was broken into. Aside from my wife's jewelry, you guessed it, the sound system was the one thing these nefarious characters went for. They took everything they could carry (which means the equalizer for the Thiel 3.5s, but not the speakers...), but left my two turntables. Seems there wasn't too many vinyl lovers in taverns even a decade ago...
When my children were 2 & 4 they decided to use the plastic tool kit Christmas present I had so thoughtfully purchased to adjust the VCR. When I walked into the room they were both laying face down in front of the VCR with the door up & a large orange plastic screwdriver jammed in it. They both turned to look at me when I walked in & with big smiles said something like,"daddy, we're fixing it". I didn't want to break their spirit so I told them they did a good job but the VCR was beyond repair so I had to buy a new one.

One day we couldn't find one of the cats anywhere around the house; no one had been outside but we hunted all around anyway to no avail. Hours later, I have no idea why my wife thought to check the speakers, but sure enough there he was tucked right into the upper cabinet section of a Belle Klipsch, which is wide open to the backside where the cabling attaches to the crossover. I crammed some stiff packing foam into the opening to keep him out, but he still made several more attempts to jump up & get back in there. Big fat Siamese; I still dunno how or why he ever did it? But it sure was funny seeing him in there & he did *not* want to come out either.