Soundslike: Cities
We post sounds to keep in touch
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Soundslike: METS!
I went to my first New York major league baseball game this summer with my colleagues, including our two interns - one from India, and one from Brazil - both who had never been to a baseball game. We were all really excited to sing at the seventh-inning stretch.
Photo credit: Shelley Lightburn
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Soundslike: Halloween
On Halloween night, some friends and I went to Luna Park in Coney Island, which was open specially for the spooky season. I thought we’d just ride some rides with people in costumes. In the dark. So I got my lil’ wristband, went in the gates, and while I was waiting for my friends, decided to record some ambience.
Little did I know that a demonic scarecrow from hell had spotted me - and decided to run STRAIGHT AT ME and chase me until I wept.
-VL
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Soundslike: Don’t Look Back
Last weekend, I took a train trip from Michigan to Chicago. I’ve made that trip many times over the years, and it has become a familiar joy to arrive in the train station and emerge into the gleaming, white city.
But this time, I felt the same bravery that I did the first time I boarded the train alone when I was 17. This time, I was on my way to visit someone who may or may not become an important part of my life. And this time, the train whistle - a sound I fell asleep to in my parents’ house, a sound that made my grandfather cry when he was an old man - sounded urgent and insistent. It was the sound of inevitability; a reminder that, no matter how scared I was, I couldn’t turn around and go back.
- VL
-VL
Soundslike: Get in the Water!
Near Asuza, California, there’s this thing called the Bridge to Nowhere, which is essentially a bridge that was built going into a the side of a rock. There are traces of old mineral mines out here, and along the way we passed people panning for gold. The Bridge was supposed to connect the San Gabriel Valley to Wrightwood in the 1930’s. Now, all the Bridge to Nowhere is useful for is people bungee jumping off it.
It’s about a 5 mile hike into the desert river valley to get to this bridge, and then about a 5 mile hike out, but all the swimming holes make it worth it.
On this hike, I found something out about myself: I’d consider bungee jumping, no problem, but getting into ice cold swimming hole water? No way.
-TO
here’s another one— this time it’s a backflip. You can hear people screaming on the roller coaster in both videos. And instructors yelling at me to do stuff.
-TO
Soundslike: Flying Trapeze
For my birthday, this is how I briefly forgot about all my unmet achievements.
-TO
Soundslike: Beer Island
We’ve decided that July is “escape” month, so I had to start out with a post from Beer Island. It’s off the Coney Island boardwalk, and there is sand and $5 ice cold beers. I go there absolutely every chance I get. It’s universes away from the smelly hot asphalt in heat-wave-plagued NYC. At Beer Island, it’s all sea breeze and jukebox.
-VL
