That definitely beats the timelines on the gear in my favourite thread - the Vintage Receivers thread. The 80s seems like they were a graveyard for so many things, from musclecars to US manufacturing to audio.
I read that article/rant you linked to, and I want to thank you for making my Sunday afternoon immensely enlightening and entertaining. The 'Apogee/Krell' anecdotes alone are solid gold - I laughed so hard at one stage that I may have cracked a rib.
I'm still digesting a lot of it, but I would note that the CJ gear in Oz is expensive, new or used. From the tone of that article, its not hard to find good used Conrad Johnson kit from that era in the US for reasonable money - not so here. Anyway, I love the fact that the author is prepared to debunk a lot of the brand cultism based on his extensive experience - he must really ruffle some feathers !
Apologies to everyone reading this, but I just have to paste in this section from his Krell/Apogee anecdotes - ignore it if you must:
Eventually, Bloom, coming out of the tent once again to change the music, noticed me. He knew me from previous years, when I virtually begged him for the line, but he always politely turned me down, insisting that Krell dealers had first priority, and I wasn't a Krell dealer, in the past, or then. Bloom turned down the volume, greeted me by name, and asked me what I thought of the sound of the system. With everyone in the room now looking at me, I gave him a generic, non-committal response: "It was good". Bloom frowned, and apparently disappointed with my lack of enthusiasm, pressed me, in front of everyone, to tell him exactly what I "really felt". Now I felt that I had no choice but to be totally frank.
So I replied with the best of my modest diplomatic skills: "I hear some good things, but I'm mainly hearing the Krell electronic sound, which I don't like". Then I added (since I was in for a penny, so why not a dollar): "I wish I could hear the speakers with different electronics." Bloom was silent for a few seconds, as his face quickly turned red, and then he shouted at me: "That's ********, ********! You don't hear any Krell sound because Krell doesn't have a sound!" With the room then so silent you can hear a proverbial pin drop, and with my heart pounding, I calmly replied that "Krell does have a sound. It's dry, gray, lean, electronic and mechanical. I hear it every time, including now, in this system." Bloom shouted "********!" one more time, put on some music, and left the area to go back into the rear tent, theatrically closing the flap door after he entered