Low End Resonance

A discarded subwoofer cabinet was wedged sideways against an industrial dumpster. The red LED pilot light was still faintly blinking through a crack in the housing. I climbed onto the damp concrete block beside it and gave the master toggle switch a firm shove with the heel of my boot. Heavy relay click. The cone thumped once, low and deep, shaking the dust right off the metal protective grill. I stepped directly onto the steel mesh and sat back against the damp brickwork. The bass rattle traveled straight through the soles of my boots and up my spine. Good frequency. No clutter.