Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Living In Surround

When I get my own place, the first thing I'm going to do with my petty cash is to wire the entire place with speakers. They don't need to be high quality, but I'm thinking at least two in each room, and a sub-woofer in the rooms I spend the most time in. Yes, the bathroom too.

I already have a way to control my computer and music from my cell phone, and I've already found power-strips that stop drawing power when the cords plugged into them don't ask for it. All I need is my own place and I'm set.

I live in a room of sound. Through small investments, I've wired 6 speakers and a really small sub-woofer into my computer, giving myself "simulated surround sound." I call it simulated, because it's not actually a surround-sound system. For a couple of the speakers, the left- and right- sides are reversed, two of the speakers are quieter than the others because of power issues, and none of them are the highest quality. At least one of the pairs of speakers probably as old as I am (and that pair has both of the previous problems: power issues and reversed sound).

I also have been using two twenty-foot headphone extension cords and two three-way headphone splitters to bring sound to every speaker around the periphery of my bedroom. All of the speaker units have independent volume controls, which double as the power switches, so every time I turn on the system, I have to readjust the volume balance.

And yet, for all this, I feel it has been worth it. The sound quality in my bedroom is better than that in any other room in the house.

Why is this so important to me?
There are two easy ways for me to alter my emotions: listen to music or go to sleep. For obvious reasons, music is the preferred method. As I create art, my tone, rhythm, and method change as my emotions change, as what I'm listening to changes.

As for silence? I never hear silence. Even in a quiet mood, my head is still running; even as I turn in for the night, or wake in the morning, there is always something running through my mind, a thought, a song, an image, and the only way I can control it is by forcing myself to think about something in particular, though that never stops the other noise from nagging at me. Again, looking for the easiest route: the easiest way to force myself to focus to to surround myself with it, to drown myself in sound and images.

For my sanity and the sanity of those close to me, I need a sound system. It doesn't have to be top quality, but it has to surround me