LoFi~HiFi

Ingrid and I like to listen to vinyl LP records of an evening. She's away for a while and I put on one of our mutual favorites: Beethoven's Violin Concerto played by Isaac Stern. Listening to it reminded me of Ingrid, of course, but also of a remarkable experience I had years ago. This image is entirely inadequate to express that experience but, as a journal entry, it's still some sort of visual analog.

I was driving alone across Ohio in a tremendous rain and thunderstorm. This was before there were many FM stations, the AM station was weak and far away and my radio had only a single, aging speaker mounted in the top of the dashboard. There was a lot of static and the music kept fading in and out. I leaned forward intently as I drove, my ear turned toward the speaker, trying to catch every possible note. It was Beethoven's Violin Concerto, played by Isaac Stern, played as if I'd never heard it before, engaging and involving me to the utmost!

Technically, it was about as bad as it can get. Musically, it was just about the best.

There's a lesson there.

I'm working on it.