Picture the scene. A retired gentleman of advancing years, barrelling along a country lane in his big Rover, with the stereo wound up to eleven and “Ride of the Valkries” spilling from his open windows.
Such was my grandfather’s liking for loud music, ever since I took the car over it suffered from horrific distortion from the rear speakers, which meant that the only way you could listen to music at any volume was either to dial the bass back to -4 or to fade the sound right to the front; the speakers in the doors fortunately being marginally less ruined.
Since I had been living without that bottom octave for far too long, I decided that something needed to be done. And since I’m legendary for my unwillingness to spend any money where at all avoidable, I hatched a plan to bring the noise – frugally yet effectively.