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Delivered in an amp-sized but far lighter carton, the innards of my temporary but complete front-to-back Swiss loom broke out into these simple boxes. Each contained the cable type and length marked on its sticker except for the 6m XLR pair. There each channel occupied its own box. Our 6-month old Bengal kitten Chai sniffed out the inventory, then walked off satisfied that all was in order. His sister Nori couldn't be bothered. Cables. What do girls want with cables? She's into diamonds. There's a lesson in there. Somewhere.


The actual cables felt robust, springy and surprisingly light. For digital I had USB and AES/EBU links, for analog short DAC-to-preamp and long pre-to amp XLR, for speakers banana-ended 3-metre stretches whose ribbon-type makeup separated two outer solid-core conductors with a stiff inner cloth spacer. And I had enough power cords to connect to our two Vibex conditioners from the wall; and from there to all the rest including our LinnenberG mono amps.


The massive UK-style Furutech plugs for my two wall connections looked positively fiendish hanging off their skinny leads but manufacturing options for quality UK terminations aren't exactly legion and we do like our knobs big.


Befitting the vocalis price point, the bananas were of simpler non-locking pedigree and this overlay clearly shows the speaker cable's very basic geometry.


Boss Jörg Vogt plainly doesn't believe in blinging up their connectors so it's rubber rather than metal molds which shroud these USB ends.


Concluding my physical inspection, I would side with Chai and Nori whose entire life philosophy—play, eat, sleep, go to the bathroom, repeat—is best summed up with "why make things more complicated?" Quite.