Before any listening session with the HD800 I rub my hands together briskly to generate heat, then carefully place them over the cable. The ensuing warmth adds a certain "hors d'oeuvres" quality to the sound, not unlike a crunchy chicken and cheese wrap. This process is like a heat lamp for the soul of the music. It also always makes me vomit and cry uncontrollably, but it so worth it to hear the purity of Dianna krall or whatever.
Good call to abandon the PSU board.
On a more positive note, look what my spare desk looks like these days:
Soak test plus seeing how the servo behaves. Finally getting the hang of assembling these though it is still very tricky:
These are all reserved but I do have one of these sitting in the US that I really don't want to send back here.