Quake

The sound of a bass to me is so primitive, so basic, so earthy, like molten lava oozing from a tectonic plate. The deep resonance liquefying the wax in my ears making my earphones swim in a sticky mess.
Oh, how it connects with something deep within! Something unseen, something that understands from such a sound the origins of life itself.
The sound of the bass is a crude test for you to remember your beginnings. The beats are the language of you.