equipment and the sheen or stink that accompanies the pursuit of aural nirvana. I'm pretty sure my
enthusiasm for sound and audio has something to do with hearing my first music through dad's Fisher
tube stereo amp. Fast forward to hearing Tony Pikulas massive speakers blaring Deep Purple's
"Machine Head" while his parents calmly ate spaghetti (as if listening to something that powerful at
insane volume was normal) I wondered how he'd been able to manipulate them into accepting
this free and completely radical perversion of the status quo. I doubt Tony has any memory of that
experience, but it certainly had a profound effect on me.
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