The Mogami can indeed present with suppressed detail and low-end bloat, but only if not properly run-in, and worse, if not on blocks. Once those conditions are met, lows are chocolatey and the low-mid captivatingly turgid. Details then open up accordingly with a morning songbird allure enveloped in a pasture of liquified upper mids afloat within a concert hall stage. Admittedly, high-end is the most system dependent aspect of a so far sonically sumptuous supper of sound, which is where the factors of everything from the sand load of your stands to the cut of your wife's jib come into play. I can't help with the latter, but for the former might I suggest Arabian triple-filtered sand delivered in velvet bags, sequentially serial numbered with letters of authenticity. I opted for this setup and even my dog can hear the difference. And he's in the yard taking a dump!
