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The combination sounded purty, too. Carter played a track of finger-picked blues by a Norwegian guitarist that was riveting—until the singer started to whistle. He . . . was . . . right . . . there. It wasn't just three-dimensional or holographic or layered—it was downright convincing. Was it the X-3's tweeter? Was it the Art's 300B tonal integrity? We don't know, but we'd give both of these products further audition given the chance.