Jonathan Scull

Fine Tunes #23

Reader Bill Huey reminded me recently that I'd promised to cover pre-War buildings that have hot and neutral electrical service but no ground. Why the rush? Bill was about to move into just such a dwelling. (Hey, never mind the furnace and the roof—what about my stereo?!)
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McIntosh Labs MC2000 power amplifier

I wasn't raised a McIntosh lad. My dad used Fisher, Bogen, Leak, and Ampex tubed electronics&mdash;and, at one time, even home-built speakers&mdash;to keep the house filled with a steady, enriching flow of Mozart. He never owned a Mac component, and, when going upmarket, reached for B&O, alas. So while I knew that many audiophiles hold tubed McIntosh gear&mdash;especially the early designs&mdash;in very high regard, I was somehow never bitten or smitten. But let's face it&mdash;for lo these many years, McIntosh has been for many <I>the</I> name in quality American audio. Take my friend Dan, to whom I've referred several times in the pages of <I>Stereophile</I>. He runs a tubed Conrad-Johnson 9 preamplifier, but wouldn't <I>dream</I> of giving up his 270Wpc solid-state McIntosh MC7270. He's goldurn proud of it!

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Fine Tunes #21

Time magazine has chosen Albert Einstein as the Person of the Century. As the great man said, everything's relative, so in this installment of "Fine Tunes" I'll cover a few relatively inexpensive tips for homeowners, or those building their own audiophile domiciles.
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Judy Spotheim: Seeing & Hearing The Light

Judy Spotheim, maker of the SpJ arm and the gorgeous La Luce turntable that I reviewed a while back for <I>Stereophile</I> (October 1998) and that has subsequently become one of my references for LP playback. She's an intelligent, well-read individual who has a penchant for asking me, "You didn't read that in the manual?!" Ahem. Although the following interview was taped on the phone from her home in the Netherlands, I hope to meet her sometime soon.

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Fine Tunes #18

I had an epiphany the other night. (Hope Rabbi Lichtenstein won't be too upset.) Kathleen and I were watching the Antiques Road Show on PBS, and, during a break, I started channel-surfing. I know, it's obnoxious—but I feel compelled to hop around and keep up the sense- and info-pounding barrage we've come to take for granted and, in fact, rely on. In a way, channel-surfing is a perfect symptom of our information-overload society: click Geraldo, click Robin Byrd, click Jazz Channel, click Weather Channel. We're bombarded, we're inundated, we're . . . let's face it, we're overwhelmed. The Internet, e-mail, phone calls—lots of information, and little time to process it.
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