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Just when I feel like I'm finally beginning to get a solid grasp on the many in's and out's of this hi-fi stuff, something inevitably comes along to knock me on my rear end.
It all started when I bought this new stand for my CD player and integrated amplifier. I needed one because I just started filming reviews for a new project of mine, and the notion of showcasing a bunch of gear that's sitting unceremoniously on my floor is quite lame. So I buy the rack, assemble it, carefully set my gear on it, and then take a moment to marvel at how positively awesome everything looks! After lavishing in a bit of self-congratulation, I set out to wire up the system and discover that I cannot use my thick power cables due to their inability to (safely) reach the gear that is now positioned on the new rack. No biggie. I just so happened to have a pair of thinner, more expensive power cords anyway. Heck, I even took my copper-plated Belden's outta retirement just in case I needed an emergency back-up.
So I got everything wired up. I turned the gear on. Waited an hour or so for everything to warm up, and then I plugged in some Radiohead and....
Holy sh1t.
It sounded HORRIBLE.
Not bad. Not just different. I'm talking downright embarrassingly putrid. The kinda sound that you wouldn't even demo off to a Bose loving, Beats loving snot nosed teenager who "can't" with anything outside of Chipotle.
Anyway, while I'm no stranger to the influence of racks or power cords - I've never heard a difference like this before. It was a total transformation of a system. We're not talking a subtle change in bass, or dynamics, or imagining. I'm talking a complete re-voicing of an entire rig. Before I threw my gear onto this new rack and attached the new power cords to em', my system sounded pretty damned good if I do say so myself. It gave me the strengths of digital and solid state, while at the same time allowing me to bathe in the aural pool that's normally reserved for vinyl and tube owners. Unfortunately, the new setup changed all of that. The sound transformed into something that was phasey, harsh, beamy, and dis-jointed. Thinking that there may have been an issue with the new power cords, I reached for my emergency Beldens and plugged them into the chain. The sound improved, but the magic was still completely gone.
Finally, after putting up with this sub-par sound for roughly 24 hours, I took the rack away, placed the gear back on the floor, tied my old cables to said gear, and hit play... Sure enough, the magic returned. The beautiful, rich, yet incredibly well balanced sound that I've come to know and love was back! Ahhh.. Relief.
Only, this experience isn't very comforting. Not really. Not in the long haul.
Why?
Because this experience implies something that I'm not terribly happy with. It means that theoretically, somebody could buy the same exact gear that I own, set it up to near perfection (insofar as the room allows) as I have - yet still encounter a sound that's completely different from what I hear, all because of a rack and some damned power cords.
It's madness I tell you... Utter maddness...
Just when I thought I had a grip on how this stuff works, an experience like this comes along and humbles me right the f$#@ up. To quote Ygritte... "You know nothin..."
It all started when I bought this new stand for my CD player and integrated amplifier. I needed one because I just started filming reviews for a new project of mine, and the notion of showcasing a bunch of gear that's sitting unceremoniously on my floor is quite lame. So I buy the rack, assemble it, carefully set my gear on it, and then take a moment to marvel at how positively awesome everything looks! After lavishing in a bit of self-congratulation, I set out to wire up the system and discover that I cannot use my thick power cables due to their inability to (safely) reach the gear that is now positioned on the new rack. No biggie. I just so happened to have a pair of thinner, more expensive power cords anyway. Heck, I even took my copper-plated Belden's outta retirement just in case I needed an emergency back-up.
So I got everything wired up. I turned the gear on. Waited an hour or so for everything to warm up, and then I plugged in some Radiohead and....
Holy sh1t.
It sounded HORRIBLE.
Not bad. Not just different. I'm talking downright embarrassingly putrid. The kinda sound that you wouldn't even demo off to a Bose loving, Beats loving snot nosed teenager who "can't" with anything outside of Chipotle.
Anyway, while I'm no stranger to the influence of racks or power cords - I've never heard a difference like this before. It was a total transformation of a system. We're not talking a subtle change in bass, or dynamics, or imagining. I'm talking a complete re-voicing of an entire rig. Before I threw my gear onto this new rack and attached the new power cords to em', my system sounded pretty damned good if I do say so myself. It gave me the strengths of digital and solid state, while at the same time allowing me to bathe in the aural pool that's normally reserved for vinyl and tube owners. Unfortunately, the new setup changed all of that. The sound transformed into something that was phasey, harsh, beamy, and dis-jointed. Thinking that there may have been an issue with the new power cords, I reached for my emergency Beldens and plugged them into the chain. The sound improved, but the magic was still completely gone.
Finally, after putting up with this sub-par sound for roughly 24 hours, I took the rack away, placed the gear back on the floor, tied my old cables to said gear, and hit play... Sure enough, the magic returned. The beautiful, rich, yet incredibly well balanced sound that I've come to know and love was back! Ahhh.. Relief.
Only, this experience isn't very comforting. Not really. Not in the long haul.
Why?
Because this experience implies something that I'm not terribly happy with. It means that theoretically, somebody could buy the same exact gear that I own, set it up to near perfection (insofar as the room allows) as I have - yet still encounter a sound that's completely different from what I hear, all because of a rack and some damned power cords.
It's madness I tell you... Utter maddness...
Just when I thought I had a grip on how this stuff works, an experience like this comes along and humbles me right the f$#@ up. To quote Ygritte... "You know nothin..."