It's been almost a month since I moved, but it's taken me this long to uncover the first major casualty. I got two more Phoebe Snow CDs in the mail today, and rather than listen to them on the 180-watt shelf system I bought on sale at Best Buy for the office, I decided to relax in the family room and enjoy "Two-Fisted Love" on the 500-watt System.
Not literally, of course, but it's a tantalizing scenario nonetheless.
For various reasons I hadn't used the five-disc changer since I moved in. For one, I haven't been spending a lot of time in that room. For another somewhat related reason, the family room shares an interior wall with my neighbors, and I haven't felt the urge to blast them out of the water. I'm sure the time will come, because they don't have the same reservations I do about making our building vibrate with the Rock and the Roll, don't you know.
No one was home next door today, but on a Friday afternoon I probably would have wanted to hear "Inspired Insanity" on the System anyway. Power found its way to the Sony changer, and all the appropriate lights came on, but nothing would make the carousel door open. Nothing that I tried, anyway, which didn't include hand tools or physical violence.
Donald Duck-style apoplectic rage ensued, to no avail other than to put me out of the mood for "No Regrets" and "Sweet Disposition."
After a seemly mourning period, I calmed myself enough to listen on the smaller system, albeit with the volume turned up to a satisfying throb. Still, "Isn't It a Shame" seemed more appropriate than usual today. Likewise, "All Over."