Nina Simone was round at ours last night.

Or that’s how it seemed. After what seems like an eternity of listening to music on mp3 players and laptops, we finally got our nice shiny hifi set up last night. Between the big chunky toroid transformers and the fairy-dust powered magical crossover in Linn speakers, we dragged Nina off the surface of the disc and planted her in the middle of the room to sing for us.

And lovely it was.

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