I have a loud-speaker system.
I’m not sure where exactly I got it from. It may have accidentally slipped into my pocket when I left work, or I may have bought it. It doesn’t really matter where it came from – the fact is that it exists.
Originally I hooked it up to a computer, which is what it is designed for, but the computer blew up shortly after. I hope that was just a coincidence. Leastwise, the speakers have been sitting there doing nothing for the last ten years or so. It is a complicated thing with a dirty great sub-woofer, a tiny tweeter, and four weird looking satellite speakers.
I’m not sure where the idea came from, but yesterday, I decided to see what would happen if I hooked the speaker system up to my television.
I dusted it off, untangled all the wires and set it up. I plugged it in. Nothing happened. The television sounded exactly like it did before. And then I remembered a tiny volume control on one of the satellite speakers. I turned it up, and damn near blew my eardrums in. I adjusted the volume.
As experiments go, I think I can mark that one down as an unqualified success. The sound is quite remarkable, and I spent last night listening to Classic FM off the satellite.
One of the great things about the new sound system is that when I mute advertisements, I can listen to the resulting silence in full glorious surround-sound, which as everybody knows, is far preferable to stereo silence.
I am looking forward to the evening news tomorrow. I shall be wrapped up in the all enveloping silky tones of my Sharon in glorious, full spectrum quadraphonic sound.
It should even make the news tolerable for a change.