For Robert, music was never background. Jazz is family, memory and performance — a lifelong companion that deserved better than a black rectangle on the wall.
The Beovision Harmony answered both halves of him: a screen that unfolds its speakers like wings when the music starts, and disappears into sculpture when it stops. We flanked it with a Beolab 28 pair, tuned to the room’s glass and stone.
Handover night we played the records his father played. Nobody said much. That’s how you know.
"It doesn’t play jazz. It performs it."