We need a new word.
When I first heard the word “audiophile,” I loved it. It sounded fresh and dignified. I related to it instantly. An audiophile! I loved the whole idea of it, the focus on music, on sound. That was me! I’d found myself! And people like me. Other audiophiles, who lived all over the world. To paraphrase Tom Petty, it was like a first flash of freedom.
Also, as perhaps befits an audiophile, I loved the of the word. Au-di-ophile. It rolled down the tongue then leaped off on a fresh blanket of air. It had the ring of perfect sense want to hear their favorite music in the highest fidelity possible, undefiled?
