I work in an Ice Cream store. He left his Grand Cherokee in the parking lot, and came in for some Ice cream. I went into the freezer (the one that is over 1’ thick) and actually FELT the bass from his car.
Let me repeart that. I felt the bass from a car 30 feet away through a 1’+ steel wall.
When will people learn that too much bass can be a bad thing?
At least he’s romantic.
When they go deaf.
Or, alternatively when they can’t see anymore.
I was thinking it was at the point that the brain starts to liquify.
But then again, I’m a weakling and can’t handle that much bass.
Myself, I like a nice bass. Pan-fried in butter, maybe a little lemon juice and parsley on it - tasty.
No sooner than they learn that people next to you at a red light really don’t give a crap what you’re listening to, so turn that damn thing down. That’s my guess, anyway.
We bought a new car this past spring, and one of the things that tipped the decision in favor of this car was that it had a good sound system. Now, I’ve been accustomed to having to turn the bass all the way up to be able to hear anything in the car, so you can imagine my surprise when I realized that in THIS car, you have to turn it almost all the way down in order to hear anything but the bass.
Picture, if you will, a middle-aged mom driving a smallish silver four-door sedan. She pops a cd into the player, and BOOM! All the people waiting to pick up the kids at school are treated to the reverberating bass sounds of…a twenty-year-old Peter Gabriel song.
It makes me want to go back and get that Toyota we test-drove.