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.