Speakers up. Fullscreen. Take the rest of the week off.
The world stands out on either side
No wider than the heart is wide;
Above the world is stretched the sky,—
No higher than the soul is high.
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My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
Gerard Van der Leun
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And according to some here,, we humans are the ONLY living organism in all of that magnificent-ness.
GV, amazing stuff.
A wise man once remarked that if there were other intelligence beings in the universe it would be utterly amazing, but if we were the only living intelligent being that would be just as amazing.
GV, that’s the safe way around my punch!. Lol.
Dirk
snug Earthian home in full moonlight
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The quintessence of cozy.
There is nothing like listening to Copeland on a full-blown audiophile system: bi-amplified Magnepan 3.3 speakers, tube preamp, 2 solid state monoblock amps, tube stereo amplifier, tube DAC, CD transport, Rega P6 turntable and tube phono preamp. You will see God. Or at least hear Him.
Mike, love they “system”, DAC? Come on Brother, music simply isn’t music if it’s computerized. We’re all different, I wanna here what the band put out, not what the computer thinks I should here. Wanna hear the drum stick hit the floor, or the similar yet wrong cord from the guitar players.
The system you lovingly built is capable of amazing music, loose the DAC, let your system truly amaze you with its, capabilities.
I’m looking backward, to the music of the day, era, DAC, is a killer enhancement, that’s the point. Who wants killer music, original, by the band, “ Enhanced”.
I’m reeling in the past, not what the future thinks the past was.
Rock on Brother.
Dirk
“ just got bad news, my Scott LK72 transformers blown, my Tech can’t find an exact replacement, match”. The 72s the home built version of the Scott 99 tube amp. That’s the tough part about vintage tune gear, sourcing parts.
No worries, I’ll park it, and await the parts availability.
My DAC is ferociously expensive and has an external power supply. It is a dual monoblock configuration, uses 2 tubes and can switch to solid state. Along with a Cambridge Audio CD transport, it renders my CDs as Heavenly as that source can be. I have to have something to play my hundreds of CDs!
Of course, I am an analog guy, what with two turntables, crazy cartridges and 1000 vinyl records! My room is completely sound treated.
Streaming is low-fi computer crap.
Vinyl is king. Tubes are king. Magnepan is king.
Mike, nice. Just hoping to bring you back to the vintage side. No harm,,,,, no foul. We’re still running Yamaha PF 800 and a Yamaha PF1000. Very rare. Back bedrooms got 2700 albums.
Do you like the mono’s? I’ve got a lot of Dynaco tube stuff, I’ve sourced over the years. A set of Dynaco Mk4 mono’s the mk4s . Thru the Dynaco tube pre s are nice. Again I’m after the music as it was recorded in that past era.
How tall are your Maggie’s, got a set here six ft tall. Sound good, but I’m stuck on Klipsch Anything, my current set ups stacked Kornwalls. Big stereo is a David Berning set up Tube.
Dear Sirk:
Those Yamaha tables are beautiful.
I have a vintage Harman Kardon Rabco ST-8 linear tracking table with an Audio-Technica cartridge. I love that table. It’s from the late 1970s but has been totally refurbished. It’s my go-to table, even more than my Rega P6.
My Maggies are about 6 feet high. Lovely they are.
I have a great many mono recordings, mainly from the 1940s – early 1960s. Mostly classical, such as Kreisler, Toscanini and such. They would be very hard to come by these days.
If one puts up a video on YouTube or on some other service, it would seem polite to at least spell the composer’s name correctly. It’s Copland.
Oops. Me too, “Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.”
Say rather, “Mea Copla.”
and I laid off this identical follow-up…
“reversonicity” this time.
=)~
The next lines of the St. Vincent-Millay poem are just as important:
The heart can push the sea and land
Farther away on either hand;
The soul can split the sky in two,
And let the face of God shine through.
I loved that poem, but coming as it did from someone who did not adhere to Marxist-Atheist doctrine, she has been deep sixed by the academic literati.
The Marxist Atheists are like men who walk around staring at their feet. They see nothing but the gray concrete at their feet and say the world is nothing but gray concrete — dull, flat, and meaningless. There are none so blind as those who will not see. Open your eyes, see the life, the miracles all around you. They point no where else than to the Divine, to our Creator, the Source of Life and our Guide for Living.
True Marxists could not possibly admit to any god. The Supernatural has no meaning, only material exists. It is waste of time to try and convert them; they would simply lead you to the boxcar. Or perhaps a simple bullet in the back of the head will suffice. Marxists see all religion as competing faiths to their own, the “one true faith”. They persecute all of them wherever they can.
Marxists, Darwinists, materialists, communists, “progressives”, “democratic socialists”, socialists, avatars of world government, humanists, Fabians, believers in a New World Order—same animals, different clothing, all monsters.