Often, when I attend elite, high-end audio-slash-hi-fi shows, I find my mind wandering to the dwellings I could have owned – you know, if I'd ever really made it. The loft apartment in Manhattan with an excellent vinyl storage system; the little place nobody knows about up in the hills in Asturias, Northern Spain; the cottage in Cornwall where I'd keep my surf board. I find myself mentally kitting out all of these imaginary properties with glorious tower speakers, mono-block valve amps and alien-like turntables. And then I sigh a big world-weary sigh. Because look, it's never going to happen, is it?
