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Sunday 30 September 2012

I Heard That Pardon


Noise is everywhere today, you just cannot escape it. Personally I hate noise especially any that is created by selfish inconsiderate people and believe me there are quite a few. I have never lived too far from noise and when I go anywhere that you cannot hear anything but silence, nature’s silence then it becomes blissful, something mystical.
Sadly I’m never in those places very often so I have to put up with cars with booming bass stereos, massive exhausts, screeching tyres, loud revving engines, neighbours who think having a full drum kit and playing it with the windows open in a suburban house is cool. People you cannot talk unless they are virtually shouting so that everyone in their vicinity can hear every useless, pointless word they have to say. People who walk along the road talking into tiny earphones, so they can have a conversation with someone else somewhere on their important and magical ‘iphone or android thingy’.
Many play their crappy moronic chart music to the whole street as they walk past rather than actually wear some fucking earphones and of course there are those that somehow cannot seem to work out that their mp3 player is so loud that everyone on the train or bus can hear this totally annoying buzzing, scratching sound for what often seems like forever. Probably by now you can see where I’m coming from and I haven’t even mentioned the constant irritation of living under a major airport flight path of which I have had to do so many times in the past.
Anyway when it comes to music, noise and feedback isn’t very high on my list of listening habits but I do try but it has to happen in very small doses.
So today I now give you three examples of the sort of levels of noise that I can listen to and feel reasonably comfortable with.
Enjoy
 




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