A tribute to BBC World Service – Daily Commute – Soundscapes. So expect small stories, recordings and maybe even a photo.
I got a love vs hate relationship with London.
Love : The crowds, the buzzing 24/7 life style, lights, nightlife, early mornings, the global cosmopolitan, the intermingled mixture cultures and ideas, the sounds, the music, the food. Was standing out side KX for 10min and heard Italian, Spanish, Russian, German, French, Cantonese, friends from all over.
Hate : The crowds, the rushing 24/7 life, that feeling that you gotta be somewhere 5min ago even if you got plenty of time, the smells, the dust and dirt, the cramp space, the pushing and shoving, the noise.Comment
The day before I enjoyed this view of Dumyat (Scottish Gaelic: Dùn Mhèad) Hill, and I wanted to walk up it. I checked out the weather forecast and it looked like more clouds, but the rain would at least hold back to until lunch time. Therefore I decided to get up early so that I could hike up while the sun rose. Woke up at 5am and it was dark and wet, so I snuggled back up into the sleeping bag. Woke up before 7am and took this photo and had my breakfast, at about eight it had cleared and the mutt managed to do a dry walk.
The sound you hear is the rain coming down hard with drops from the nearby trees blown on to the roof of the van.Comment
Had a walk around Castle Campbell in Scotland and enjoyed the sound of the waterfalls in the forest below and around the castle. The river Dollar Glen is fed by the streams Burn of Sorrow and
Burn of Care. I recorded this from a small waterfall of the Burn of Sorrow, not that I feel any sorrows by listening to this.
It has been playing around for the last 48 hours, trying to get started but failed. Then finally it broke the heat wave that have been around for the last few weeks and gave us a good old summers thunder-storm. Not only does the plants need a drop of a water, we too could use a drop in temperature so that we can sleep at night again.Comment
Sadly I couldn’t go this time. There was nearly 500.000 by some accounts.
Here’s two 360 clips from that day, thanks to my friend. (remember to click and drag around or spin your mobile around)Comment
We are so lucky that this amazing race is on our door step. The atmosphere, the smiles and of-course bike p0rn. We have both seen races in France and elsewhere. This is not the same as seeing the pro riding the same roads you pootle on. Tour of Yorkshire has become a spring classic for me, right up there with Paris – Roubeix aka “Hell of the North”, Liège–Bastogne–Liège and Amstel Gold Race.Comment
Our mutt playing with Ruby the rescue dog, yes that is them making these sounds, went on for hours. Tilley is the one making the high pitch squeal, that is just what she does when excited. I have to tell other dog owners that it is ok. When she is playing, no contact, no biting – nothing – and she squeals like someone stepped on her.Comment
We were cycling the Queen Charlotte trail in NZ. Every morning we got woken up to this. Kicked off at about 3:30am and by 4:15am it was at a fever pitch, with no chance of falling back asleep. Some of them sounded like a mobile phone’s ring tone. At about 6am the raucous erm dawn chorus died down and we could have a bit of snooze, until it was our turn to get up.
The sharp eared ones among you, will hear the “tell tell” sound of Hilleberg vs Exped, at the end of this clip 🙂Comment
<WARNING> This soundscape does have a loud, sharp, piercing sound in it, so please turn your volume down before playing.
This was a bit of surreal experience. This random showground, where we were allowed to camp, cheaply, on any bit of grass we could find among parking lots and exhibitions halls. While we were pitching our tent and cooking our dinner, a graduations come prom party started in one of the halls. Us tired, dirty and in our cycling gear with camp stove going vs them dressed to the hilt in their better than Sunday best. We crawled into bed and just about heard the revelers leave – as we dosed off in to dreamyland – not a late one as they all got driven there by their parents.
We then were woken up by this sound in the dark.
A bat flying around and I guess a bird taking part in the fun. As I was waking up I did thing is this the Blair Witch 🙂Comment
I do have a weak spot for old industrial craftsmanship, ok CNC, robots are great but each has its place. The Brooks factory is any one’s dream to go and see, you can get right up and close to see, smell and hear how it is done and the craftsmen are happy to answer your questions. The noise and smell from these machines is a joy to experience.Comment