Today the wind in Leeds was extreme. Here is a short recording taken from the cafe after hours. The microphones were sheltered away from the wind behind a glass door, but the sounds from outside are still pretty clear (though there is little bass). Enjoy the drinks can rattling around outside, and me packing up some paper bags…
‘You could not step twice into the same river; for other waters are ever flowing on to you.’ ~ Heraclitus
[Notice how the different perspectives give the 'same' stream a different character at each point.]
Up early, but too early for most birds it seemed, nothing but preamp hiss and melting snow-droplets. Returned to same spot an hour or so later and managed to catch a bit of sparse birdsong. I have a feeling that these field recordings will turn me into an avid twitcher in time.
Last night, the bell ringers were out practicing for Christmas. As soon as I heard the ringing I thought it’d be a great opportunity to test my new field recorder. Ran through the snow towards the church and managed to catch the end of their practice, followed by some nice atmospheric noises of the village at night.