The house I live in has a central amplifier hooked to 5 sets of speakers spread around the house.
I recently bought a small Bluetooth amplifier to replace the hulking multi-interface Kenwood that had been doing things around here for years; the CD player had quit working reliably so I had been thinking Bluetooth for some time.
Just recently I found a little, one function Bluetooth amplifier that was cheap enough to buy; if it didn't do what I needed so what?
So I bought it.
And it did what I needed: it can drive all 5 sets of speakers.
I should mention that it is driving an iPhone 7.
I have all my music and a lot of my movies on it.
So it’s a trove for would be curators like me.
That allowed me to think about playing some Cuck Berry – perhaps somewhere near the threshold of auditory pain.
Just a little while ago – this evening - I cranked the volume up to 8 or 9 and began to play my favorite Chuck Berry songs.
After I had heard Teenage Wedding I played Emmy Lou Harris's version.
Then I went back to Chuck.
When I quit - I was drinking Johnnie Walker Red the whole time - I realized that I had had a mini wake for Chuck Berry.
I really hope it makes him happy; it did me - amongst the sorrows.
One of the sorrows is I guess I never get to hear that duet that I have always wanted to hear: Chuck and Emmy Lou doing "Teenage...You Never Can Tell.
I opened the doors so the neighborhood could share the wake.
I hope they liked it.