THE DARK KNIGHT RISES
(THROUGH THE COLORS OF THE NIGHT) As we all know, Jack's room suffered a big setback at the onslaught last year's flooding. As they say, you can't keep a good man down, and you can't keep a good room down either. And yesterday, finally, we were experiencing the fruits of the patience, perseverance, dedication and hard work of our Bozanian leader (though not the emperor);
ushering in this new era of the lair - which I can only call 'THE DARK KNIGHT RISES'.
We know Jack's fondness of systems without much color, in the much overused term - neutral. So we have here a room with an utter lack of coloration (Black and White):
The Dark Knight Rises:
TURN ON THE LIGHTS !!!!!!!!!!!For the Atenista:
For the La Sallian:
For the Uste Glowling Tigers which has 'A Whiter Shade of Pale':
This, perhaps for the Assumptionista, but I'm not so sure.
We were one of the first people to hear the TechDas Coi phono cartridge:
From afar, set into the deepest corner, is an image that intrigued me. It looked like some ancient temple artifact from an extinct cult:
Upon closer look, it is actually a 'John Holmes' tube (sorry for the younger generation of X-viewers but I don't know who has succeeded him these days as I don't watch these things anymore, yeah) set in front of 2 horns, or tusks, if you will, of some mammoth. This can easily be confused with a 'fertility altar' of the early civilizations of tube lovers.
This is not an upside down view of a Jade cart,
but is actually the very striking bar for drinks and the like. There is a glass on a tray if you look closer. And the light changes into its corresponding color as the main listening area.
View from the back:
And if one would wait a bit longer, this may turn into Maroon for the UPsilonians.
And finally, the all-important 'dimsum'.
Puti talaga ang siopao, di na pwede pang kulayin.
'Twas another super session, of music, fun and laughter, as we were joined by fellow WS member hearhead and good friend dafos. When one is accustomed to a standard level of performance such as the lair's, time flies so swiftly and 4 hours feels like minutes. And the enjoyable experience is prolonged further as even when it's time to go and bid goodbye, it actually took 15 or 20 minutes more to actually board your car.
There is intense examination of gears, cables, outlets, power conditioners, tweaks and general chit-chat from the time of farewell.
So afternoons are really perfect as I haven't been in the dark streets of late and in the wee hours of the night.
So thanks again, pareng Jack, and till the 9 becomes 11, hasta la vista, Pare!