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These things can play unbelievably loud without breaking up. Even so their overall voicing despite its high magnification power and tonal neutrality remains pleasingly relaxed to avoid the high-maintenance diva habit. Even on Portishead's eponymous second release with its notorious tweeter-killing analog samples particularly on the "Cowboys" opener, the natural reflex to turn things down didn't twitch since there was no trace of brightness. Even if the tweeter might round over the spikiest peaks rather than cause listener discomfort, its resolution seemed stellar. And though David Wilson's creations play in a different price bracket, I'm not going out on a limb feeling reminded a bit of his Sophia which also combines subtlety with raw power – even if his goes even farther in the treble.
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I'll have to repeat myself saying that these speakers' willingness to oblige and my own enjoyment thereof rose exponentially with volumes. Be it Filter's alternative metal comeback album The Sun Comes Out Tonight or the Sneaker Pimps' "Low Place Like Home" Trip Hop from their Becoming X album, any music asking for high decibels was raunchy fun. Björk's disturbing if bizarrely beautiful Medúlla and its "Where Is The Line" sparked, pulsated, exploded and triggered goose bumps until my wife appeared in the living room door shaking her head.
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