After building our new studio a few years ago, we soon found out we had a whole host of problems.

We needed to work on electrical issues. We needed to work on our room treatments. We needed to work on speaker placement.

We initially thought the room was doing everything right, because our Go To setup disc, Bob and Ray, sounded super spacious and clear, bigger and more lively than we’d ever heard it. That’s what a 12 foot high ceiling can do for a large group of musicians playing live in a huge studio, in 1959, on an All Tube Chain Living Stereo recording. The sound just soared.

But Cat Stevens wasn’t sounding right, and if Cat Stevens isn’t sounding right, we knew we had a Huge Problem.

Some stereos play some kinds of records well and others not so well. Our stereo has to play every kind of record well because we sell every kind of record there is. You name the kind of music, we probably sell it. And if we offer it for sale, we had to have played it and liked the sound, because no record makes it to our site without being auditioned and found to have excellent sound.

But I Might Die Tonight

The one song we played over and over again, easily a hundred times or more, was But I Might Die Tonight, the leadoff track for side two. It’s short, less than two minutes long, but a lot happens in those two minutes. More importantly, getting everything that happens in those two minutes to sound not just right, but as good as you have ever heard it, turned out to be a tall order indeed.

I could write for days about what to listen for in the song, but for now let me just point the reader to one of the most difficult parts to reproduce correctly.

At about 50 seconds into the track, Cat repeats the first verse:

I don’t want to work away
Doing just what they all say
Work hard boy and you’ll find
One day you’ll have a job like mine, job like mine, a job like mine

Only this time he now has a multi-tracked harmony vocal singing along with him, his own of course, and he himself is also singing the lead part louder and more passionately. Getting the regular vocal, call it the “lower part,” to be in balance with the multi-tracked backing vocal, call it the “higher part,” turned out to be the key to getting the bottom, middle and top of the midrange right.

When doing this kind of critical listening we play our records very loud. Live Performance level loud. As loud as Cat could sing, that’s how loud it should be when he is singing his loudest toward the end of the song for the final “But I might die tonight!” If he is going to sing loudly, I want my stereo to be able to reproduce him singing as loud as he is actually singing on the record.

No compression.

No distortion.

All the energy.

That’s what I want to hear.

The last fifteen seconds or so of the song has the pianist (Cat himself) banging out some heavy chords on the piano. If you have your levels right it should sound like there is a real piano at the back of the room and that someone is really banging on it. It’s a powerful coda to the song.

A Labor of Love

It has been my experience that not many systems can play as cleanly and loudly as our system can, while still maintaining the highest levels of resolution, spatiality and depth. Having worked on the same stereo system for more than twenty years, trying to get it to do all of those things, I don’t have any problem appreciating that our stereo really does succeed at sounding dramatically more like live music than others I have heard.

It is the main reason it is easy for us to do the work we do. (There is a link at the bottom of this review with more information on our equipment for those who are interested.)

After many weeks and scores of times running through the different parts of the song, it was clear we had the damn thing sounding better than any of us had ever heard it.

The energy was there, the breathiness and Tubey Magical richness to Cat’s voice was present, the bass was huge and tight, the piano solid and sitting well back to the right and rear of the stage — in short, the presentation of each element seemed correct and in balance with all the others in the recording.

More changes were to come, but they were refinements to a sound that was at least 90% correct already. Having reached that milestone, we knew we owed practically all of our progress to the endless days we spent playing that one song over and over.

For the record, I would like to stipulate that But I Might Die Tonight, all two minutes of it, is a song I now know inside and out. Like an expert witness called into court, I can demonstrate that I have earned the right to judge any stereo playing this song. Likewise I am confidant in my ability to judge the quality of any version of the song, whether on vinyl, CD, or any other media you care to name.

I bought my first Pink Label Island pressing in a used record store sometime in the ’80s. Even though it has a bad scratch on the first track, I think it’s still here somewhere, probably sitting on our Reference shelf. I even left the $3.99 price tag on it. It’s a good pressing but it’s no match for some of the killer copies we have come across since, all 3U/3U and cut by Lee Hulko.

And modern cleaning technologies take everything to a level we could never have begun to imagine back in the day.

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