Robert Schryer
Robert Schryer's First Day in Montreal
Take Two Grateful Deads and Call Me in the Morning
If you've never suffered a panic attack, the idea of oneof being, in the absence of any real threat, suddenly overwhelmed by fearcan seem inconceivably strange. Try to imagine fear flooding your mind with such fierce momentum that you struggle to catch your breath, so convincing is the sensation that everything is spinning horribly out of control. Once that happens and the fear has taken over, it doesn't matter if the threat is real or not.
Are You in your Happy Zone?
The Kids Are Alright
Of the proposals bandied about on audio forums, two seem predominant: a) sell stuff more people can afford, and b) sit your neighbor or the cable guy in front of your stereo, cross your fingers, and let 'er ripthe theory behind b) being that the experience will be so epic as to transform the reluctant participant into an audiophile butterfly. As if.
We Don't Get No Respect
Are you still into that sound stuff?
"Geez, Mom. I've been an audiophile for 15 years. This isn't a phase I'm going to outgrow."
Instead of motherly empathy, I got a slight smirk and a retort: "But it's always the same thing."
Audiophilia Nervosa
The UrbanDictionary.com defines audiophilia nervosa (AN) as "the anxiety resulting from the never-ending quest to obtain the ultimate performance from one's stereo system by means of employing state-of-the-art components, cables, and the use of certain 'tweaks.' Although the goal is supposedly to achieve maximum appreciation of the music, those afflicted with this condition are merely obsessed with their electronics."