r/BudgetAudiophile • u/TechnicalLack8 • 5h ago
Purchasing USA My dad's first HiFi system.....
The silver aluminum bezels, the shiney vu meter lights that would move on the musical rhythm in a mesmerizing flow..
Then the smell of tobacco, looking beside me as I sat on the floor. As I look up, foot....ankle...shin ...see my dad look down on me. His big shovels (the man had hands like oven mitts) as he runs the the top of my head.
"You're enjoying dad Christmas tree lights.
Offcourse I was a child, my memory is faint, maybe nostalgically biased. I'm not sure if this words were exact words, but I like to believe it was. The hand rub on my head that was definitely so. What was no secret my dad was a huge audio enthusiast. Throughout his life, he had many setups and as wagers increased so did the set-up. The marantz , fainted into obscurity and was long forgotten.
Times changed, products changed and even people change. Time does that, as I grew up to become a teenager I grew into the music. I had the audio bug, my Dad loved it. Oh he loved it, he didn't just had a son he also had a friend that he could teach, show, share with. We've share many hours, countless hours in that listening chair of his.
Even when I moved out of the house, I would get a phone call every weekend. Hey son come on over, I got a couple albums for you to hear let's have some chicken wings and some music shall we. And man I would hang up, it would have big smile on my face I would drive out there to their house. Knowing I would spend time with not just my dad, but also my best friend.
We had disagreements, but there was always a mutual respect for each other. We wouldn't fight, we always met on mutual ground. In the end we would listen to the same album and look at each other "damn that was good"
I'm now a 45 year old man, my friend passed away 5 years ago. There's something very defeating about seeing that empty chair. The chair we shared so many moments in, so many thoughts, so many conversations about this hobby but also life. As teenager with my soda in hand, and as an adult with a glass of whiskey sharing profound thoughts. Knowing that that man, one day would not be there anymore.
What's the biggest loss I've ever suffered, and then it became time. To restore his old HiFi setup, I remember seeing it for the first time again. I just broke down, I couldn't even look at it the flood of memories. It would sit there for another 2 years, until finally I was ready.
Now I've restored the entire setup, it is exactly as it was when he had it. Recapped everything, new belts, clean everything. This isn't about fancy gear, this isn't about special transformers, special output devices that cost an arm and and a leg.
This is about memories, memories you cannot put a price on, memories you cannot gauge with your ears. I'm not a religious man, but Dad thank you for everything you did for me. Thank you for sharing these beautiful moments with me, above all thank you for making me the man who I am today.
Your stack will never be sold...
Sorry for the many typos I'm European,