So my wife is confused by me. Not in an angry, yelling at me kind of way. Or a “I speak French to her because she doesn’t speak that language just to piss her off” kind of way either. I’m talking about the look she gives me when I’m doing something that leaves her befuddled as to why she married the monkey in front of her.
The latest instance of this came recently as I was banging my hands on my office desk in time with Rodrigo Y Gabriela’s “Tamacun.” Not that she could really hear what I was listening to as I was wearing a pair of the most solidly built and highly thought of headphones out there for under $500. You see, my beating on my desk was the only way I could express my enjoyment at being lost in the details of this song while listening to it through my new Bowers and Wilkins P7 headphones.
But first, let me describe the headphones. All black leather and chrome, they remind me of a very upscale version of the headphones I used in my high school’s library. But they are many orders of magnitude more comfortable. I wore them for 3 hours the first day I got them with very little discomfort. My only quibble with comfort is that I wish there was a bit more padding on the head piece. I have a shaved noggin. So I do not have the luxury of hair to cushion anything on the top of my head.
I particularly enjoy the elongated ear cups. Round ear cups puzzle me. Much like how I puzzle my wife.
OK, back to the listening experience, I fired up Jason Isbell’s “Codeine.” I had never noticed that the drummer is using brushes. All my other headphones are nowhere near as open and detailed as the P7s.
Then I tried Diane Birch’s “Fire Escape.” When she sings the titular line, I got chills.
These headphones have opened up a new dimension in much of my music library. It’s all I can do to not use them every day. Admittedly, due to their design I can’t see using them at the gym. They are way too big and the cord is a touch too short to be useful while moving around. They are far better used at home, on airplanes when travelling or when sitting in front of your computer.
As I looked up and saw the bewildered look on my wife’s face, all I could respond with was “Here, listen for yourself”. Thankfully, she did and it turns out we both like the beat on my desk when we listen to these headphones. Maybe she married me for a good reason after all.