Hi. Figured I’d exercise my newbie muscles by starting my own stupid little topic. The real test will be to see if anyone actually replies to this:
What are your favorite things to listen to that couldn’t be considered music? For example:
-There’s a rusty old freight car line about a block from my house that I love to sit alongside at night and wait for the trains to come thundering by. The rumbles, screeches, whistles, etc. It’s beautiful.
-The sound of a symphony orchestra tuning and practicing before the performance. Everyone is tuning up, adjusting, and playing little lines on their instruments completely independently of one another. It’s an awful mess of about eighty five miniature songs playing at once, but since they’re such beautiful instruments it ends up sounding like the most beautiful and rich noise around.
-AM stations that don’t come in. Hell of a lot more interesting than anything that gets played on Top 40 radio these days, IMO. I love trying to isolate certain waves of fuzz and crunch and try to analyze it as though it were “real music.”
-Nothing’s nicer to my ears than the warm sound of vinyl cracks and pops. I have a few records with one side of music and one blank-plated side, so I pop the reverse on and just listen to 25 minutes of crackling. Run it through my reverb box and it sounds like distant gunfire from miles away.
I consider myself something of an amateur found-object percussionist, meaning that I like to tap, slap, beat, etc, random things I encounter throughout the day to see what sort of sounds I can make. I particularly enjoy metal railings, fences, and gates.
I love sitting outside in the dark up in the mountains at night. The sounds are the most incredible I have ever heard. It could be wind, animals rustling in the bush. Its a peaceful sort of silence.
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The grumbling rumbles of a thunderstorm. (especially if I’m curled up in bed)
The funny little haruff noises my kitten makes when he pounces something.
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My baby boy laughing. No matter how bad my day was, no matter how tired I feel, no matter whatever is wrong with the world, when he laughs, giggles and squeals in delight with something or someone, it is the best thing to hear.
I’d have to say rain, my son laughing, trains, the wierd donkey noises my dog makes when she’s running around the house, the sound of my SO working in the garage.
The creak of the back door opening when SO comes home, or as he goes in and out during a day at the residence.
The familiar sounds of SO puttering about the downstairs when I am upstairs. (Amazing how we instictively and intuitively learn all the subtle nuances of everyday sounds. If we have company, I can distinguish instantly the sounds of SO versus the sounds of others.)
When I lived with my parents, I loved the sound of the dishwasher humming and thumping away in the kitchen at night in a now otherwise quiet house (six kids in our family) as I lay in my bed in the dark. Also the distant train whistles and faint rumbling that came through my open windows in the summer.
And the current equivalent, hearing the clothes dryer humming quietly downstairs when I am upstairs in bed (there’s a vent that happens to run directly between the two rooms). And the end-of-cycle buzzer is always turned off, so it just sighs to a stop at the end.
Best of all, Beloved’s laugh, and the sound of his voice, which is always music to my heart.
P.S. Cat purrs are very high on the list as well; gotta have that fix every day, preferably as often as possible. When one of us is traveling, the one at home will actually hold the phone so that the absent one can hear the purrs. Talk about lame?
Not lame at all. My SO and I do that too. It’s a cat lover thing.
(sorry to hijack. Please continue)
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At Gravelly Point Park, just north of the Ronald Wilson Reagan Washington National Airport, the planes sometimes come in to land right over the sports fields there. After they pass, some planes generate this weird swooshing whistle that just barely audible. It always gives me shivers.
Also, when planes need to land going north and have come from the north, their landing pattern goes right over my subdivision. Many times, they “downshift” right over our house. That sounds pretty cool, when you forget that a large metal object directly over you is powering down its thrust.
[ul][li]Definitely cat purrs - also that trilling sound cats make - sounds like doves - and the “oof” sound when pouncing[/li][li]A horse’s whinnying and snorting[/li][li]Cows mooing in the distance[/li][li]Wind chimes on a balmy summer evening[/li][li]Thunderstorms, esp. the rain on a tin roof[/li][li]Babies laughing and cooing[/li]The soft crunch of pine needles when walking deep in a quiet forest[/ul]
The crowd noise at Faneuil Hall.
The sound of a wooden rollercoaster going down the first drop.
The sound of the T pulling into the stop.
The sound of the wind on the open prairie.
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My favorite sound is my daughters laugh, especially if i’m the one that makes her laugh. That is the sweetest sound to my ears.
My mothers voice is very soothing to me, she can always calm me by just hearing the sound of her voice.
My bf’s voice when he tells me he loves me and that i’m perfect for him.
The ocean, on a windy night.