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I continued with Mule Variations and listened to “Take it With Me.” Again, I was impressed by the wonderful, sharply depicted center fill the PSBs created and the broad soundstage they cast. After a short piano introduction, Waits’s gravelly voice enters, and my ears perked up hearing it so profoundly deep. Like on the Sexton track, I was picking up on something I’m not accustomed to hearing with my own speakers. “Take it with me when I go,” he rasps, with a voice chesty and full. I loved how he sounded. This, I knew, is the track I’d play to show off what these speakers can do. When I switched over to the Monitor Audios, I found Waits’s voice to still have a striking presence, but I didn’t hear that extra bit of emphasis in the lowest region of his coarse baritone.

As good as the PSB T65s sounded, they couldn’t match the performance of the Monitor Audio Gold 300s. The Monitor Audios just gave me more of what I wanted to hear. Still, listening to the PSBs was a treat, and as I swapped the cables back and forth between the two sets of towers, it became obvious to me that the T65s came much closer to approaching the Gold 300s’ sound than one might expect from their disparate prices.

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For a large portion of my time with the Børresen X6s, I was conscious of the speakers themselves as large, ominous, monolithic presences in my room. I mean this in only the best way possible, as their physical appearance spoke to me in a deeply appealing manner. They were science-fiction-solidified, large wedges of carbon fiber that looked like they were approaching warp speed while standing still.

Initially, the contrast between the X6s’ dramatic appearance and their aural disappearing act imposed a disconnect on my reaction to the speakers. As time went by, though, it got to the point where I could focus my attention on those huge, alien cabinets ready to destroy my world, or throw a switch in my brain and have them disappear completely, leaving only free-floating, disembodied music.