| Grado’s
SONATA
Phono
Cartridge
and
Other
Blessings |
|
| Jim
Merod |
| 5
February
2001 |
Specifications
For
standard-mount
tonearms only.
Specifications:
Output: 4.5 mV
@ 5.0 CMV (45
degrees).
Input load:
47k ohm.
Inductance: 45
mH DC.
Resistance:
475 ohm.
Weight: 6.0 g.
Non-sensitive
to capacitance
loading.
Features:
Moving magnet
type phono
cartridge
with mahogany
body, OTL
cantilever
technology,
and nude
elliptical
diamond
stylus.
Address:
Grado
Laboratories
4614 Seventh
Ave.
Brooklyn, NY
11220
Phone:
718.435.5340
Fax:
718.633.6941
Email: hpsr60@aol.com
Website: http://www.gradolabs.com
The
first cast of
dice always
predicts one’s
luck, and luck
is what you
need, most of
it good (or
better), if
you wander
among the
craps tables
in Las Vegas.
For
those of us
about to
launch our new
millennium in
the desert,
out where
hustling is a
world-class
art, best to
batten down
the patio
furniture,
secure small
dogs and
children. One
doesn’t find
much jazz to
hear, Las
Vegas being a
rock &
roll sort of
place. If I’m
lucky, I’ll
find Don Menza’s
band installed
at least one
night
somewhere on
the Strip. In
the interim,
craps
notwithstanding,
I’ll think
aloud here
about the year
now closing.
First,
for The
Stereo Times,
it’s been a
year of
growth,
collegial
cheer, and
expanding
recognition.
One or two
have groused
that Mike
Silverton is
too clear as a
writer. If
your prose isn’t
as sharp as
Rabelais or as
packed with
forceful
inquiry, you’d
better duck. I’ll
stay dry near
the swampland
out by Mark
Twain’s
grand aunt’s
farm, that
haven of
summer
retreats where
the small boy,
wielding his
first rifle,
never hits the
barn’s broad
side but,
without
looking, bags
his grandma
every time.
A
few have
suggested that
The
Stereo
Times
might review
more
high-priced
gear, the sort
that costs as
much as a
modest house
in, say,
Bayonne, New
Jersey. Others
tell us that
zeroing in on
affordable
gear of
various sorts
gives them a
better look at
how to upgrade
home theater
systems
without going
broke.
What
I’ve
appreciated
about the past
year at The
Stereo Times
is the fact
that quality
gear has been
the object of
our search.
Some of it,
such as the
Ortho Spectrum
Analog
Reconstructor,
came flying
through the
door with
enormous
counter-intuitive
energy. I was
utterly
skeptical when
editor and
man-about-town
Clement Perry
sent a unit to
me for
consideration.
My comments on
the slow
erosion of
skepticism are
there for all
to see. I
stand by my
thoughts there
as, also, by
my continued
(in fact
deepening)
admiration for
the Acoustic
Zen line of
cables, a
discovery that
marked the
departing year
with
considerable
good luck.
Robert Lee’s
cable designs
not only
improved my
playback and
mastering
rigs; they
enhanced my
recording work
as well.
Acoustic Zen
cables
(analog,
digital,
speaker and
power cables,
as well as the
extraordinary
custom-made
microphone
cables) have
earned my
sincere
respect.
I’ve
deferred one
piece of gear
that I’ve
meant to
discuss to
this late
moment. John
Grado sent me
the remarkable
Sonata phono
cartridge for
a long listen.
The difficulty
of scheduling
its proper
set-up in my
Linn LP-12 rig
delayed the
audition. I
rely upon
ace-analog
guru Dan
Musquiz (who
recently
joined Jeff’s
Sound Values
in San Diego)
to install,
calibrate,
balance, and
check any new
cartridge. Dan
Musquiz has
the patience
of the Dalai
Lama, some of
his wisdom,
and a keen eye
and ear for
all things
analog.
Since
analog sound
establishes
the standard
by which my
recording and
reviewing work
proceeds, the
proper set up
of the Grado
Sonata is
crucial. My
analog front
end includes a
modified Audio
Research PH-1
phono preamp.
All cables are
Acoustic Zen
feeding a
modified
McCormack
Headphone
Drive (as a
gain stage).
The new
McCormack
DNA-125
amplifier
drives Apogee
Stage speakers
via Acoustic
Zen Satori
bi-wire
speaker
cables. A
Richard Gray’s
power
conditioner
watches over
the delivery
of energy to
the system.
Since
I use the
wonderful
Grado
Reference
Series
headphones as
one of my main
mastering
tools, I’ve
long been
accustomed to
the "Grado
Sound."
Even as one
listens to a
raw dump from
an unmastered,
on-location
recording,
these
warm-hearted
beasts suggest
the spectrum
of musical
possibilities
awaiting one’s
mastering
work. That is
so because (a)
the Grado ’phones
are extremely
clean, while
(b) imparting
just that
touch of wood
warmth (for
want of a more
analytical
term) that I
love.
We
often speak of
"air"
as a component
of good
recordings. We
crave the
sense that
recordings are
other than
compressed,
blurred,
smudged, or
any way
deflected from
the illusion
of real
musicians and
instruments
captured in
real space. We
care deeply
about musical
palpability.
At times these
satisfactions
this may be
the end result
of several
illusions
carefully
cobbled
together from
astute
recording
choices and
intelligent
mastering
work. However,
illusory or
raw-and-real,
such
experiences
offer one of
the highest
audio
pleasures I
know of. Just
as significant
as a sense of
air and space
in the final
reaches of
musical
enchantment,
that quality
of wood from a
piano’s
sound board, a
violin, cello
or contrabass
for me gives
recordings
that sense of
reality and
soul-satisfying
pleasure.
Grado
headphones
(along with
the sweet
little Grado
headphone
preamp)
deliver this
"sense of
wood" in
spades. No
headphones I’m
aware of --
and believe me
when I say I’m
a headphone
junky --
render the
sound of wood
instruments as
well as Grado
’phones.
Along with
remarkable
transparency,
this quality
comprises
Grado’s
essential
strength.
There
is a family
resemblance in
sum between
Grado’s
reference
headphones and
the Sonata
cartridge. I
attribute that
to the
generous
warmth and
exquisitely
delicate inner
detail the
Sonata’s
mahogany body
delivers. This
moving-magnet
dragon-slayer
uses a
proprietary
four-piece OTL
[optimized
transmission
line]
cantilever
technology.
The result,
among other
virtues, is
reduced mass.
Grado
estimates a
ten-percent
reduction of
mass from its
splendid
"Prestige"
cartridges.
Such lightness
at the tip
contributes to
the Sonata’s
extraordinary
three-dimensionality.
During
my extended
audition, I
was struck
again and
again by the
discrete
placement of
images in the
soundstage, as
embodied in a
vivid musical
portrayal of,
for instance,
a brilliant
European
180-gram vinyl
pressing of
the Miles
Davis classic,
Kind of
Blue.
I shrug when
people insist
that the
compact disc
‘revolution’
has improved
their musical
enjoyment. I
have always
understood the
convenience of
digital disc,
yet rarely has
any CD
approached the
eerie beauty
and lifelike
musical
reincarnation
of analog
sound. In the
case of this
jazz
masterpiece,
while the
re-mastered
digital
re-issue is
marvelous, it
does not
replace the
best vinyl
pressings.
At
just under
$600, the
Grado Sonata
is a wonderful
addition to a
good turntable
that lacks to
some degree
resolution,
spatial
dimensionality,
and that
mysterious but
unmistakably
seductive
appeal that
great analog
playback
offers.
Looking
back at year
2000, I am
mindful of the
first signs of
surround sound’s
emergence as a
future partner
on the
recorded
musical
horizon.
Seventy or so
of us gathered
in Las Vegas’s
Alexis Park in
April, to
attend
Tomlinson
Holman’s
daylong
seminar on
surround sound
recording
techniques.
Audio/home
theatre
reviewer
extraordinary
Robert Harley
was among the
attentive
throng. Permit
me to say that
I did not
intend to be
the audience’s
most vocal
member. I know
not a jot more
than anyone
else who sat
at the
master’s
feet that day.
I have spent
nearly two
decades
imagining what
"true"
surround sound
might deliver
since my
ambition, as a
live to
two-track,
on-location
recording
engineer, has
been to
approach the
ideal in
two-channel
stereo by
employing the
fewest number
of mics
possible --
not to slight
good luck, of
course. Luck,
in fact, plays
a considerable
role in
live-recording
work. The old
adage tells us
that the best
equipment in
the universe
cannot
approximate
the sonic
glory of an
average pair
of microphones
well placed in
a spectacular
acoustic
setting.
The
topic of
surround sound
intrigues me.
Its capture
will continue
to haunt my
imagination. I
intend to find
out how well
Maestro Holman’s
tricks and
sonic
protocols
succeed. My
quarry will
not be
surround sound
for cinema, as
it has been
for him, but a
convincing
you-are-there
sonic
reproduction
on live
recordings
made with
special bands
in exciting
venues. Done
right, one
imagines that
the smell of
beer and the
feel of
sawdust
underfoot
might emerge
along with the
elegant decay
of back-wall
transients. In
this regard, I’ll
preview a few
pieces of
equipment my
"A Pro’s
Point of
View"
pieces will
cover early in
2001. The
Presonus VXP
mic-preamp is
a fantastic
box that
provides a
sonic punch
and a real
bang for the
bucks. I will
review a
splendid
Yamaha reverb
unit too.
HHB
has brought
out a modestly
priced but
genuinely
professional
tube-based
line-level
signal
processor, the
Fat Man, that
must be heard
(and used) to
fully believe.
HHB has come a
long way and
their product
line has shown
not only
intelligent
diversity, but
increasing
emphasis on
quality and
sensible
pricing.
Eric
Blackmer at
Earthworks,
Ltd. has been
crafting
superior,
relatively low
cost
microphones
that stand toe
to toe with
anything on
the market.
Look for more
about these
remarkable
Earthworks
microphones.
In addition,
the truly
state-of-the-art
DPA 4003
omni-directional
microphone
have earned
its way into
this reviewer’s
heart. More to
come on these
awesome giant
killers.
Three
more teasers
on gear that
makes a
recordist
happy: I will
report on a
new tube-based
direct box
from Little
Labs and on
isolation
devices from
Vistek, Inc.,
the powerhouse
Aurios Iso-bearings,
designed by
Craig Goff and
distributed by
Paul Wakeen at
Media Access [www.MediaAcc.com].
These are
products that
do everything
they
claim
to do, with
style
moreover. I
will also look
at how
Quantegy’s
recordable
audio discs
stack up
against
Imation’s
bulk discs and
reflect a bit
about the
issue of sonic
differences
among
recordable
media.
Last,
I want to pay
tribute here,
at year’s
end, to jazz
journalist-pioneer,
Marge Hofacre,
whose
longstanding Jazz
News
continues to
set a high
standard for
integrity,
thoroughness
and genuine
reportorial
diversity,
attributes The
Stereo Times
also strives
for. The past
year saw Jazz
News
relocate its
publication
from the West
Coast, where
the weather
fine but the
lady’s
family isn’t.
Now that Marge
Hofacre has
located her
quarterly dead
smack in the
center of the
country, the
territorial
survey that Jazz
Times
makes four
times a year
is no less
bi-coastal but
a tad more
centralized in
perspective.
We salute Ms.
Hofacre’s
steadfast
accomplishments
and high
standards, the
strength and
loyalty of her
journalistic
staff, and the
rather amazing
fact that,
here today
among so much
glitter and
advertising-driven
swagger, a
"purist"
publication
thrives. It is
an honor for
me to
celebrate such
positive
energy.
Here
at The
Stereo Times
one feels an
emergence of
collegiality
any journal
would be proud
of. In an
industry beset
by the New,
forever under
pressure to
upgrade and
revise last
year’s
models, the
work of
reviewing
still depends
on each of us
achieving a
standard of
sonic
understanding
-- of
aesthetic
truth -- that
sustains
critical
attention for
the long haul.
If we can
agree on the
necessity of
"subjective"
comprehension,
we must also
recognize what
scrupulous
care must be
taken in
making of
comparative
frameworks. No
one can
achieve
critical
clarity over
time who does
not set
benchmarks for
sonic
performance.
Such
standards are
elusive but
possible.
Perhaps some
day a
dispassionate
but sincere
engagement
with this
topic may
emerge. My
infatuation
with dynamic
force may
amount to
someone’s
nightmare.
Conversely,
your desire
for laid-back
musical
sweetness may
approach my
sense of sonic
claustrophobia.
The one
certainty that
I take from
the year now
coming to a
close is the
prevalence of
the
unpredictable
in the world
of music
production and
high-end sonic
reproduction.
The fact that
the two are so
far apart
continues to
amuse me,
which I judge
a better
response (for
my own
comfort) than
my former
disbelief that
the Big
Corporate
Music Industry
continues to
reject
achievable
sonic beauty
in order to
pander to the
sodden
non-musical
standards of
radio airplay.
You did listen
to Carlos
Santana’s
Grammy-winning
album, didn’t
you? Quite
literally, the
music it
portrays could
not have been
more
compressed.
The album is a
model of
lifelessness.
It renders the
term
"dynamic
range"
into an
oxymoron. So,
here’s to
life and to
life’s
unpredictability.
Even in the
world of music’s
vast and
indescribable
pleasures, the
unpredictable,
like the
observation of
Joseph Conrad’s
suave narrator
in Nostromo,
is "like
a light by
which action
may be seen
when
personality is
gone."

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