SpaceOperaVillain
100+ Head-Fier
I finally had a chance today to try the CCA C12s on the balanced cable to see if it's worth ordering another one. Bottom end is considerably different than on the 3.5mm from the same source (btr3k). It's drier and more controlled ... a lot of the mud in the bottom end is gone when things get busy, but it's not quite as full sounding as before, either.
As my go-to pair of jazz masters, everything is technically improved but not necessarily more enjoyable. Sound stage, tone are still good but the timbre is slightly different. Slightly more detail? Maybe, maybe not. After more and more listening I think C12 remain to be a very technical pair of ears and good for critical listening in all things jazz and most classical. The ZAX win for opera hands down. Vocals and imaging are distinctly superior, and there's none of the fatigue. So yeah ... about that. Is the fatigue actually a strength of the C12 and sharper versions of KZ products? Well, friends, hold on to your spandex covered butts and, if you reach down and find a pair <g>, FAAFO (follow along and find out).
Coming off a heavy week of listening to all manner of rock on the excellent KZ DQ6, which is just plug 'n play sing-along goodness across the spectrum, I wanted to get crazy with the C12s. Holy Dio on an angry record! Am I glad I did :-o These things are absolute monsters
Listening to these on a balanced source with the Dark Lord himself controlling my hand over the EQ sliders is like being in front of the horn cabinets during sound check with a bitter, hung over guitar tech just before those bad boys get hoisted into the sky at a stadium venue. If you never had a roadie friend, first of all - don't Secondly, you'll just have to take my word for it. This is a savage counterpoint to the usual audiophile quest for "smooth", "detailed", or "balanced". With the added power, this is pure hell fire.
Tracks heard today with Judas Priest presiding over the volume clicker:
Whitesnake Still of the Night
(if you didn't realize they made the last great Led Zeppelin track, consider yourself now informed)
Living Colour Cult of Personality
(most criminally underrated band / vocalist / guitarist of all time. not one but two blistering, mind melting guitar solos in here)
Queensryche Jet City Woman
(Seattle's pre-grunge scene. Along with Operation Mind Crime, this was when treble in the metal was still cool)
Ozzy Osbourne No More Tears
(Lemmy. Zakk. Ozzy. More like "No More Livers". Also one of the best metal tracks ever laid down on tape)
Rainbow Stargazer
(holy cymbal effects, Batman! The studio engineers are drilling to the catacombs via your ear canals)
Mastodon Stargasm
("yourre on fiiiihhhyuuurrrrrrrrrrrrr" - no, your body's fine, its just your head that's engulfed in flames)
Raveonettes Endless Sleeper
(oh hai, Sharin Foo. Goodbye, ears *wince* )
White Stripes Icky Stomp
(remember: whatever fantasy land you conjure up in the basement of the girl next door ... will eventually be in the tabloids)
Deafheaven Baby Blue
(10 minutes of self indulgent re-living of being 15 years old and sneaking beer from dad's garage fridge while being mad at your girlfriend)
Candlemass Bewitched
(some of the best vocals in rock. Don't play at night if you've been drinking. Or at least hide the Ouija board. Trust me on this.)
Electric Wizard Wizard in Black
(Phil Spector's "Wall of Sound" concept, revisited with old imprisoned Phil, and now with more Satan!)
This is a live rock concert in your head. I could keep going, but I actually listened to all of these tracks and I'm exhausted now and my tinnitus is not happy. This isn't an audiophile experience of slouch-on-the-couch while being smug between sips of loose leaf tea from your imported Japanese craquelure tea cups, no no noo. (don't judge, okay?). This is a sweaty, head banging, mid center stage sonic riot delivered via a space time temporal anomaly. And just like any good substance enhanced rock concert, about 45 minutes is all I can take at the <air quotes> proper </air quotes> volumes.
The C12 (and potentially it's cousin ZSX?) scratches an itch that can't otherwise be satisfied during these COVID times. They channel the heat in a way that the ZAX isn't quite capable of reproducing. The ZAX is just too polite and too balanced. It gets plenty loud and does it distortion free. But it doesn't grab you by your plaid shirt collar and smack you around. At volume the C12s are rage and malice, a pair of demons spitting fire into your skull.
Sure, you can play it safe with those kilo-buck hybrids and pretend that metal heads give a damn about the acoustic decay of kick drums, but what fun is that, really? Juice up a pair of C12's, grab a red Solo cup full of cheap beer, and get yourself down to the pit if you dare \m/ \m/
As my go-to pair of jazz masters, everything is technically improved but not necessarily more enjoyable. Sound stage, tone are still good but the timbre is slightly different. Slightly more detail? Maybe, maybe not. After more and more listening I think C12 remain to be a very technical pair of ears and good for critical listening in all things jazz and most classical. The ZAX win for opera hands down. Vocals and imaging are distinctly superior, and there's none of the fatigue. So yeah ... about that. Is the fatigue actually a strength of the C12 and sharper versions of KZ products? Well, friends, hold on to your spandex covered butts and, if you reach down and find a pair <g>, FAAFO (follow along and find out).
Coming off a heavy week of listening to all manner of rock on the excellent KZ DQ6, which is just plug 'n play sing-along goodness across the spectrum, I wanted to get crazy with the C12s. Holy Dio on an angry record! Am I glad I did :-o These things are absolute monsters
Listening to these on a balanced source with the Dark Lord himself controlling my hand over the EQ sliders is like being in front of the horn cabinets during sound check with a bitter, hung over guitar tech just before those bad boys get hoisted into the sky at a stadium venue. If you never had a roadie friend, first of all - don't Secondly, you'll just have to take my word for it. This is a savage counterpoint to the usual audiophile quest for "smooth", "detailed", or "balanced". With the added power, this is pure hell fire.
Tracks heard today with Judas Priest presiding over the volume clicker:
Whitesnake Still of the Night
(if you didn't realize they made the last great Led Zeppelin track, consider yourself now informed)
Living Colour Cult of Personality
(most criminally underrated band / vocalist / guitarist of all time. not one but two blistering, mind melting guitar solos in here)
Queensryche Jet City Woman
(Seattle's pre-grunge scene. Along with Operation Mind Crime, this was when treble in the metal was still cool)
Ozzy Osbourne No More Tears
(Lemmy. Zakk. Ozzy. More like "No More Livers". Also one of the best metal tracks ever laid down on tape)
Rainbow Stargazer
(holy cymbal effects, Batman! The studio engineers are drilling to the catacombs via your ear canals)
Mastodon Stargasm
("yourre on fiiiihhhyuuurrrrrrrrrrrrr" - no, your body's fine, its just your head that's engulfed in flames)
Raveonettes Endless Sleeper
(oh hai, Sharin Foo. Goodbye, ears *wince* )
White Stripes Icky Stomp
(remember: whatever fantasy land you conjure up in the basement of the girl next door ... will eventually be in the tabloids)
Deafheaven Baby Blue
(10 minutes of self indulgent re-living of being 15 years old and sneaking beer from dad's garage fridge while being mad at your girlfriend)
Candlemass Bewitched
(some of the best vocals in rock. Don't play at night if you've been drinking. Or at least hide the Ouija board. Trust me on this.)
Electric Wizard Wizard in Black
(Phil Spector's "Wall of Sound" concept, revisited with old imprisoned Phil, and now with more Satan!)
This is a live rock concert in your head. I could keep going, but I actually listened to all of these tracks and I'm exhausted now and my tinnitus is not happy. This isn't an audiophile experience of slouch-on-the-couch while being smug between sips of loose leaf tea from your imported Japanese craquelure tea cups, no no noo. (don't judge, okay?). This is a sweaty, head banging, mid center stage sonic riot delivered via a space time temporal anomaly. And just like any good substance enhanced rock concert, about 45 minutes is all I can take at the <air quotes> proper </air quotes> volumes.
The C12 (and potentially it's cousin ZSX?) scratches an itch that can't otherwise be satisfied during these COVID times. They channel the heat in a way that the ZAX isn't quite capable of reproducing. The ZAX is just too polite and too balanced. It gets plenty loud and does it distortion free. But it doesn't grab you by your plaid shirt collar and smack you around. At volume the C12s are rage and malice, a pair of demons spitting fire into your skull.
Sure, you can play it safe with those kilo-buck hybrids and pretend that metal heads give a damn about the acoustic decay of kick drums, but what fun is that, really? Juice up a pair of C12's, grab a red Solo cup full of cheap beer, and get yourself down to the pit if you dare \m/ \m/