Choose life.
Choose a job.
Choose a house in the suburbs and/or an apartment in the city.
Choose a really big hi-fi system.
Choose a dedicated listening room.
Choose an enormous pair of floorstanding loudspeakers.
Choose Beryllium tweeters and subwoofer crossover points.
Choose room treatments and power filters.
Choose a turntable with outboard motor and two years of credit card repayments.
Choose Diana Krall and Norah Jones on 180g vinyl.
Choose Facebook, Instagram and Twitter.
Choose forums and comments sections. You are there to straighten people out.
Choose your friends according to how impressed they are with your acquisitions.
Choose “Hotel California” and “Babylon Sisters” in 24bit/192kHz.
Choose a music server with CD ripper and low-noise power supply.
Choose wondering who the bloody hell you’ve become as you spend Sunday morning comparing the sound of USB cables.
Choose CES, Munich High-End.
Choose hot, noisy listening rooms and standing waves.
Choose show conditions and time with friends (and colleagues).
Choose a new Australian hifi website.
Choose endless chatter between middle-aged men.
Choose a DAC.
Open with: “Does it do MQA?”.
Choose Roon and whether it sounds better with DSD up-sampling or without.
Add a Chord Poly to your Chord Mojo.
Choose to sidestep Astell&Kern.
Choose a pair of high-end IEMs from Audeze.
Choose Tidal Hifi (and never Spotify).
Choose 1more IEMs for your friends who don’t get your passion for better sound.
Choose MFI-certified Lightning DACs for your iPhone.
And for your 90 minute commute to and from a job that pays the mortgage.
On the nice house/flat that houses your ridiculously large hifi system that only gets a run on weekends (if you’re lucky).
Choose a single malt.
Choose a glass of red.
Is the glass half empty?
Or is it half full?
Know your weakness for nostalgia.
Choose contextual awareness.
Choose music in the car via Bluetooth.
Choose a walk in the park, a hug from a loved one.
Choose your future.
Choose life.
Further reading and freshly-picked cherries: 6moons