Ditch Your Basic Bookshelf Speakers and Stream in High-Def Instead

I once bought a pair of speakers in a dimly lit parking lot in Kalamazoo, Mich., from a man who went by the name of Mango. They were from the Netherlands and weighed about 100 pounds apiece. I had to pay someone on the street to help me haul them into my living room in Chicago. When my wife saw them, she said, “They look like baby coffins.”

“They’re aubergine,” I protested. Eventually, they were buried.