It’s kind-of a slogan in our house. Not one aimed at the kids to get them to lower their volume level (though Lord knows there are days. Oh, yeah. There are days), but one that means, “Hey, you. Life is too busy and too loud. Shut your mouth, slow down your mind, and listen.” Sometimes that means slowing down and finding a way to be quiet. Other times that means cranking the piss out of the hi-fi.
Okay, I confess: It ususally means cranking the piss out of the hi-fi.
One our favorite things to do – as a couple, and as a family – is to hang out in our front room (nicknamed The Listening Room), cup of something hot in hand, and spin some vinyl. Yes, we are those people who will regale (aka, bore) you with the virtues of old-fashioned records if we’re able to corner you at a party. Whatever. It’s charming. We’re charming.
Over the years, the Hubster has put together a pretty decent little system. I know absolutely NONE of the specifics (he’s tried to tell me, but I check out whenever that conversation happens. Hmm. Not charming when it’s happening to me…), but my ear knows enough to know that it is G-O-O-D, good.
Every now and then, he’ll bring home some new equipment to add to his set-up. So last week, when he came home looking as jolly and sparkly-eyed as Santa on crack, I knew he’d scored something good. He tried to explain what it was, but, like I said before, I check out whenever the details happen. Just get it hooked up, I told him (while praying that whatever it was wasn’t too ugly), and I’ll make some coffee. Then we’ll shut up and listen.
It was awesome.
The two little black boxes that hover behind his speakers aren’t the loveliest things I’ve ever seen, but what they do to his speakers is…
Hmmm. I dunno how to explain it. It’s good.
The Hubster sent me this quote from a review about them. This guy sums it up pretty well:
“My neighbors hate them. My cat fears them. My girlfriend doesn’t understand them. My roommates love them. For full go screw-yourself power, they can’t be beat.”
Do our kids love it as much as we do? Check out VVMike shakin’ what I made him while The White Stripes do their thing:
Wishing you a happy, stress-free weekend that gives you what you need to unwind.
Myndi Shafer 
I will admit I love to crank it up and rock out, too. LOL Your poor son! At least he wasn’t in his underwear!
Oh man. I’d NEVER be forgiven if I’d have posted a video of him dancing in his underwear!