yoshi wrote: | Unfortunately, we also have the lists of "Audiophile recommended CDs" on every audio related publications in Japan. I refer to them as something I should avoid. |
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Avoid? Not necessarily. Yoshi, It is not about the fact that exist or do not exist the “Audiophile recommended lists” but THE QUALITY OF PEOPLE who compiles those lists.
Sometimes it is fun to be a Russian-born. Russians have a writer Alexander Griboyedov (1795-1829). Among many things, he wrote a large comedy in verse “Woe from Wit”, or sometimes it translated as “The Misfortune from Intelligence” or "Wit Works Woe". It is very neat satirizing of the foolishness that infested Russian in 19 century (Only Russians?), and in a way Griboyedov did something similar to what Oscar Wilde did in the second part of the 19 century with his Brits.
A quote from one of the characters from the “Woe from Wit”: (the translation is horrible of course)
I wonder who the judges are! With age they show hostility to freedom, They read the press that dates as far Back as the Crimean war. They call it wisdom. They're quick to criticize and curse And always sing the same old song, They never think they can be wrong. The older these men are the worse. Where are those fathers of the nation, Good models for our generation, The ones that roll in looted money With influential friends and relatives on hand? The ones that feast away their lives of honey And dwell in houses magnificent and grand? The houses in which the foul features of the past Will never be revived by all this foreign caste. The Moscow they will keep your mouth shut By sending you a dinner party invitation card. Or, maybe, It is the man to whom you used to take me For a bow when I was a baby? The leader of otstanding rascals, he Had a team of loyal servants That during fight-and-drinking rounds Had saved his life and honour, but then once He suddenly exchanged them for three hounds. And then there is the man, as good as all the others, He gathered children for his ballet muse By tearing them away from their mothers. He set his mind on Zephirs and Amours And let the whole of Moscow admire their beauty, And when it came to setting his accounts He didn't bother about credits. «Out of sense of duty» All his Amours and Zephirs he sold out. Those are the men that now have grown old and grey, The men enjoying high respect and estimation. «They are indeed our fair judges» -- you will say. And if there is a man among the younger generation That never strives for vacansy nor seeks an occupation Who sets his mind on science and shows a thirst for knowledge Or good himself fills him with inspiration To creativity in art, They scream: «Disaster! Fire!» and acknowledge The man to be a dreamer and dangerous at that. The coat! The coat! They wear it still, So beautifully made, it used to hide Their timidness and their flippant mind. And that's the road that we should take at will. The wives and daughters, too, affect the coat And so did I until a while ago. I'm not an infant now, you know, On things like that I shall no longer dote. When some Guard's officers one day Were on a short time visit here The women shouted: «Hurrah!» And threw their bonnets into the air.
"I wish I could score everything for horns." - Richard Wagner. "Our writing equipment takes part in the forming of our thoughts." - Friedrich Nietzsche
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