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Alex

I have been listening to metal for over 20 years. My first couple of metal CD’s (in order) were White Zombie’s La Sexorcisto – Devil Music Vol. 1, Metallica’s Master of Puppets, Megadeth’s Countdown to Extinction, and Type O Negative’s Bloody Kisses. These were my “big four” with Megadeth standing on the throne. Back then my idea of hi-fidelity was a pair of Sony MDR-V6’s connected to my computer’s headphone out. For a few months I saved and bought a Minidisc player (ouch) so I could make my own set of mix tapes (discs?) – dark days indeed. But that portable player was my first foray into the audiophile hobby and I have never looked back. Since then, I have owned a plethora of audio equipment with a focus on headphone gear. I still sorely miss my medium sized blue pair of Sony Qualia 010 headphones and my time playing all of Rust In Peace through the mighty Sennheiser Orpheus system.

Dave

Like Alex, I’m a metal veteran of over 20 years. My first CD purchase was Master of Puppets, which I played over and over on a Sony Discman and $10 pair of ear pad headphones. It didn’t take me long to branch out into Slayer, Megadeth, Fear Factory, and Obituary. A few years later thanks to Amazon I stumbled across In Flames and Colony, and the rest, as they say, is history. My interest in audio actually stemmed from home theater. (Who else had Terminator 2 on LaserDisc?) I started with some Yamaha speakers from Sears, and moved up from there. I’ve since moved on from that hobby to focus purely on music, via a large variety of both headphones and speakers. My personal highlight, to date, was listening to Opeth’s My Arms, Your Hearse on roughly $50,000 worth of Dynaudio Confidence speakers and Mark Levinson electronics.

 

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Erik

A 20-something bearded elitist, working as a photographer and marketing designer, munches his olive, listens to great music and crappy black metal while dreading the moment his hair starts to fallout, his ears turn to zinc and all the crushed bugs at the end of the tunnel start pondering their long-due, insectoid revenge.