A valentine poem to tubes
Roses are red, but the music is warm,
Glowing tubes delivering sweet sonic charm.
Strings sing so sweet,
Bass vibrates your feet,
Each note's a caress in this audio balm.
Transistors may boast an efficiency claim,
But tubes whisper secrets, ignite passion's flame.
Harmonics alight,
Textures take flight,
A soundstage expansive, defying all name.
So crank up the volume, let melodies flow,
With each blooming ripple, emotions aglow.
Roses may fade,
But the music that's made,
Is a love song, eternal, which kind tubes did sow.
Tubes glow red and when you are blue turn ‘em on and the magic ensues. Can’t tell the difference? Can’t suzz out the inference? To me, its not worth the diffidence to transistors fellow audio princesses and princes. If it sounds good no matter the amount of expence, then your recompense makes sense. |
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These are great! Ok, this is too mean by half but... There once was a solid-state boob And the retort from the SS folks: Tube folks love second harmonics -- |
Tube may make sound soluble
In the room waving water
But there is more about the sound ether
Think twice and go out of this bubble
Tube dont replace solid state
No more than digital erase vinyl
alternatives are trade-off mate
We must put on trial
The fact that things are not equal
Does not means that one is always better
In all cases and for everyone not at all
It means we must adapt picking the right setter
I learned audio science
As i learned english
Using the right sentence
As i use the right gear piece
For me and my room
There is no more doom
For me and my room
There is no more gloom
There is no right or wrong
When we hear a gong
only better or lesser approximate
Acoustic rule soon or late
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What a hoot! Thanks @hilde45 for starting the thread. |
