While I have come to appreciate the certain amount of snobbery that exists when it comes to boomboxes on this site and in the minds of most people that have affectionate memories of the boxes of the 80's; the fact is that for the most part, they sound pretty crap and are of little use for the reproduction of music at reasonable volumes in a large room.
Don't get me wrong; I am a fan of the classic boombox look with a tape deck in the middle and speakers either side; handle on top and batteries in the rear but even the most exotic and expensive of the classic designs just don't cut it when asked to do what we all have rather rose tinted views of what they did back in the day.
The fist time I visited Chris (Deliverance) I saw, among many classic and very appealing machines a Kaboom (90 i think) and asked what it was?
Chris replied "You can effing have it if you want; piece of crap. Loud but crap."
That kind of put me off but certain other members of the forum; Radio Raheem in particular seemed pretty convinced that they were good so I made a mental note to look out for a bargain and find out for myself.
My girlfriend has been a fitness instructor in the past and decided early this year that she was going to take some refresher courses and have a go at it again. An excellent excuse to buy a Kaboom, I thought and one duly turned up in Bristol. We took a day out to pick it up and during the demonstration that it worked were both blown away by the power of the thing.
This one was an RV-NB10B and while it was noticeably shy on treble, the bass was tremendous and it was clearly more capable of filling a room with a loud sound than anything that i has previously seen that was not a full blown PA system. Ideal.
As the months went on, I asked around and it seemed that the DP200 model was even more powerful with the added benefit of a treble control that worked. I found one for a reasonable price and bought it. Oh my god!
The strangest thing happened in about June this year. I saw another type of 'personal PA' on sale and was intrigued. This one had no tape and no battery compartment so does not really fit into the typical boombox description but it was portable (has a handle), is quite rugged and has lots of options and sockets to connect anything that you might want to it. It looked powerful too.
A deal was done and I became the proud owner of a Panasonic SY-PA100. It sounded good; very powerful and while not quite blowing the Kaboom's out of the water was at least a level higher because of the effortless way it goes very loud while staying incredibly composed.
By now, I was hoping that my Girlfriend was really going through with her plan; so I gave her a gentle shove in the right direction by printing some leaflets and booking a local venue for her to get started. Subtle.
She has been running her aerobics class for about 5 weeks now and it is going very well. Last night I took the normal PA100 as a main machine with the NB10 as a back-up plus the DP200 so that I could give them all a thorough appraisal in the large open space and my earlier thoughts were confirmed. Whatever anybody that is prejudiced has to say about these tube type machines; they sound amazing. The NB10 is excellent but lacking in detail. Very loud and amazing bass. The DP200 makes up for the lack of treble and adds some smoothness to the bass but is less substantially made and looks kind of silly. It's Pink, for goodness sake!
The Panasonic is in a league of it's own though. In a 1000 square foot room the volume need go no higher than 2 out of 10. At 4 it is too loud to hear anything but a fire alarm over it and all the time the bass is perfectly controlled and tight with a clear treble and mid. It's a really lovely, powerful sound and is perfect for the job. At the end of the day; fitness for purpose wins here but don't get me wrong... If it had been practical to line up a few traditional machines and tune them into a cd player and an FM transmitter I would have done it but as good as it would have looked; all of them would have been farting and squeaking and probably packing-up under the strain.