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Originally Posted by haloxt 
On the other hand, your state of mind could keep you from hearing cable differences (if they are really there). For example, someone who is pro-cable plugs his cables into an extremely fatiguing sound system, even after getting used to it for several weeks, it might actually cause him headaches to concentrate on the micro-details that make up cable differences and it will be much more difficult for him to tell a difference or maybe even impossible.
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That's very true. And your point underlines the idea that there are many, many variables involved in listening to and evaluating hardware. But as you also point out, we are talking about "micro-details" here. Isn't that a bit like the bewilderingly minute detail with which wine afficionados describe a particular vintage? You know, along the lines of "strong notes of cherry, dried apricot, turpentine and a rather saucy, oaky finish redolant of soiled diapers?" I enjoy a glass of good wine, but I have NEVER had the slightest idea where all of that stuff comes from.
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Originally Posted by haloxt 
What makes music fatiguing is not the same thing as how high end it is btw.
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Oh, that I agree with completely. I have often come across mid-fi equipment that is clearly voiced to make an immediate impact, but becomes gratingly difficult to listen to after more than a few minutes. Funny thing is, many people come to think of such bad sound as somehow good. When I got my first decent speakers, a college friend dismissed them as having "no bass."
Which was odd, because they were a sub-sat combo made by a now long-defunct company called 3D Acoustics, and they were my introduction to mid-priced speakers (they were about $500) that could produce reasonably deep, well controlled bass. His reaction didn't seem so odd, though, when I considered the "system" he owned. It was one of those godawful late-70s "all in one" systems, with the turntable molded into the top of the case. It sounded horrible, and there was no deep bass at all, but it put out gallons of boomy, sloppy mid-bass, to which my friend had become sadly accustomed. That's a placebo effect of a very different kind.