Assignment 2

sound walk out my window I listen to my neighborhood between 8am-9am. The swooshing of many cars passing by, slowly, one after the other. There is a distant hum that hangs over the neighborhood that grows louder by 9 o clock. Planes pass by over head with their whirling jets. Little kids cackle on the street on their way to school. There is a high pitched squeak as some cars break at the stop light. The sounds of the cars passing is wet from the rain last night. A tapping of the hammer across the street makes a light, almost delicate percussive sound. Like a bell. In the foreground is where I hear the cars and people walking by on the streets. The soggy footsteps of people below. In the distance horns honk at a stressful pace. Another plane goes by over head. Different cars sound different. The low rumble of a giant truck and the quick zip of a compact automobile. The automobiles being more elegant while the truck feels like you can hear it from a mile away. Sometimes the planes sound like torpedos spiraling in the sky. Mid way through the hour birds begin to chirp. A few minutes later they stop. Where did they go? I cant seem to identify this low rumbling that’s prevalent whenever there are no cars, no planes, no birds. Is it air conditioning perhaps? It sounds like a giant refrigerator outside. Some cars sound like they are pulling the weight of the world. The sound of a resistant engine. As if it had been persuaded out of bed by it’s mother only to find it’s destination was the dentist. A shopping cart rattles on the sidewalk across the street. Another hammer taps in the distance. A light dainty pecking noise. Joined by the faint honks of a train horn. Then much closer a rustling of the leaves as 3 trucks pass by and I am brought back here. To my window. I’d say this neighborhoods sounds are mainly defined by the different cars that pass by over the low hum of an outdoor refrigerator (probably AC unit), accompanied by the occasional plane and the ever so intimate passer by rustling through the leaves on their commute. Maybe a bird chirp or two before they tire of the competing honking horns.