"Ohm sweet ohm"

I do appreciate a rich quality of sound. Despite this weakness, I have never felt an urge to cross over to the dark side. To the unfriendly, unhelpful and unforgiven world of audiophiles. There's nothing for you there. However, there's no rule without exception. Recently, I found a website called Headphonesty (opens in a new window). This website manages to combine facts, tests, comparisons with, lo and behold, debunking audiophile myths (and there are plenty of them). It's like if a magician would reveal magic tricks. Not approved by the Guild. In the audiophile world, music always comes last. Headphonesty places the music in the center. My first encounter with audiophilia was unexpected. When I was in upper secondary school, I had a blue collar extra job. No formal training or experience, only connections. There, I worked with a disembarked merchant fleet sailor. He was about 30 years old, but behaved childishly and irresponsibly. He talked constantly and drove quite a few people mad with his gibberish. He was also a pathological liar with addictive issues. One day I was invited to his small and crummy apartment in the outskirts of the inner city of Stockholm. He wanted to show me his stereo. Much to my surprise, he actually had a very expensive high-end stereo in his possession. If I remember correctly, he had inherited money from his father (true or false) and spent them on this stereo. He only owned one vinyl album, Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of the Moon". And it wasn't a thin and warped oil-crisis vinyl record. It was an audiophile vinyl. I feel uncomfortable in admitting that it sounded heavenly. It doesn't take much to make a home inviting. Ohm sweet ohm.