Scene: New Hampshire. We were at a party at a friend’s house. Our first child was old enough to walk but not old enough yet to talk.
Music greeted the guests on entering, and soon Larry was taking a bunch of us to the living room to show off his very nice new stereo system while talking about how powerful it was. He was very happy with it.
Then it was on to some other topic and we all moved into the next room for a moment.
Which is when Sam decided she wasn’t done exploring what she’d just seen and toddled straight towards the enticing knobs and buttons the moment our eyes were off her. They were right at her height.
It felt like a physical wall of sound. Everybody else was just standing there gobsmacked at the sudden volume and what had just happened and not wanting to get any closer, so it wasn’t hard to be the first one to get to it to try to turn it down.
Finding the volume button when you’re in a bit of a panic takes longer and it was impossible to shout over that to ask.
The universal shoulder slump of relief at my success!
Gotta hand it to you, Larry, you’re right, we’ve never heard a sound system like that.
(Conversation just now: Did Larry have one of the very first CD players? Or did they come out the next year? Him: I don’t remember. But it would have been if they were, because, Larry. Me, Googling: First sold in the US in early 1983. Yeah, it probably was.)
That all was brought back to mind by the best political line of the day: “If you turn your base up too high you’ll blow out your Speaker.”
Actually, the good ones hold up to just about anything.