




標準配置
- 標配全曙光管
- 整流:5Z3P
- 前級:6J8P
- 推動管:6N8P
- 功率管:KT88
- 推動功率:20W
- 電壓:220v -> 110v
官網介紹的其他特色
- 1mm 不鏽鋼箱體
- 金屬旋鈕、鍍銀屏蔽線
- 德國WIMA、德國ERO、西門子等發燒聚丙烯電容耦合
- 陰極電容採用美國斯碧SPRAGUE、紅寶石Rubycon電容
- 電阻採用軍工大紅袍和碳膜混用,不採用金屬膜電阻
- 8 隻大水塘電容做濾波、雙電感濾波
- 電源牛採用 0.35 薄片進口 Z11 鐵芯 114mm* 疊厚 60mm。
- 輸出牛採用 0.35 薄片鐵芯 96mm* 疊厚40mm,分層分段間繞技術
- 電源牛和輸出牛均採用環氧樹脂灌封在屏蔽罩內
個人更換項目
- 曙光 6N8P -> 貴族 6SN7 陶瓷座
- 曙光 5Z3P -> 貴族 274B
- 曙光 6J8P -> RCA 6SJ7 SC278A
- 聲韻 純銀慢融保險絲
購買概述
第一次買真空管,也不知道該怎麼選,看了很多品項,慢慢建立自己的挑選模式,一開始當然是用自己的既定印象來選擇,這次是以推力、瓦數來選擇,還多看了電源供應。
最初是想要購買 PrimaLuna 的機器,但是要價十幾萬,又是第一次買真空管,想一想還是先買台十分之一左右的管機來試水溫,逛了逛淘寶,中國的規模經濟真厲害,可以把價格壓這麼低。
我對基本電學,可說是完全不暸解,只知道好的機器電容都很多,所以會先看看介紹頁面有沒有貼內部的照片,零件數量夠多、電容夠大,好像有聽過這些零件的牌子,就把他加入比對清單。
再來家裡有一台單端 EL34* 了,所以想找其他類型的管機,聽聽不同音色,印象中 KT88 也是耳熟能詳的型號,就從這方面去找,看了一些文章說推挽會影響音質,可是我第一次買又怕買太小推不動,後來看到單端並聯這個產品,各方面都滿足我的需求,所以選擇了這款擴大機。
* 型號是 Unison Research Simply Two,上面有金色的名牌,不過是我爸的,在接觸音響前對家裡這些器材都不是很了解,只知道家裡也有這類型的機器,管子上面寫著 EL34,直到自己想買才仔細看了一下他的牌子。
在網路上看好像沒有很大台,以為只有一台筆電的大小,物流送到後,比家裡那台單端大了一倍,加上包裝後將近 30 公斤的重量,運費花了 1300 多,最可怕的是第一次拿這麼重的東西,花了好大力氣才把它放到架子上。
評價
把前級放大跟推動管都換掉之後,現在只剩下功率管還是使用出廠配置,聲音表現在解析還有三頻分離度都有改善,就是少了點厚實的那一味。
價格算是他的優勢,用料沒有很高級,但是該做的都有做到,作為管機入門還不錯,音量大概轉到 兩點鐘位置 就是推力的極限,再往上轉喇叭感覺會承受不了,而且聲音有失真感。
測了三個書架喇叭,中高頻表現中等,在可以接受的水平,低頻表現不錯,在一定的音量下,很有氣勢,能量充沛,不過再往下的極低頻,下不去,小音量的時候聲音略為扁平,音場表現取決於喇叭特性,他有展現出來包圍感,但是定位不夠清楚。
如果聽的音樂類型小品樂器、人聲居多,使用 EL34 體驗會比較好,想聽流行音樂、擊鼓聲,適合用 KT88。
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