Hmmm..."old greats" just triggered another memory...
Dad's side of the family used to have reunions from time to time, and this one IIRC was in Evansville, IN.Being that much of them are devout Lutherans, some - Uncle Carl in this case - have keys to their churches.
Uncle Carl was a pianist & organist, and this church had a pipe organ, so a bunch of us go over there to hear him exercise it.
Now, I had - and still have - no idea how the volume is controlled on them, but Uncle Carl played it LOUD.
Made the hairs on your neck stand up, and it was magnificent.
Reflecting back, it was like us cranking up the stereo, but from an older generation, and about as analog as things get...