March 28th, 2017

The Nature of Dreams: Soundscapes

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Forgive me for stepping away from my student log, but I actually just want to write what the hell I like today.  Which brings me to the nature of dreams.

In my dream last night, I was watching a soundcheck, where people were trying to harmonise with a synthesiser and attune themselves with beats of a drum.  I was drawn specificaly to the 'human' sound, which is not dependent on words or texts that make sense.  I was initially drawn to the half-notes (very Gary Numan) and the beatbox sound (very Bjork), I was picking out a melody on the piano (Numan's 'If I Said' - due on his next album, excerpt HERE) with childrens' voices in the background.  It later progressed to some of the combinations sound like the beats to Tricky's and Massive Attack's stuff. I was understanding melodies from a voice that somehow predates textual language.  I then was drawn to my bedroom, aged about 8 years old, where I believe I received an * 'explosion' of language *

My dream was alerting to me of the importance I put on sound and its influence in music and text and voice.  The sounds that babies hear, the precursor to understanding and communication. The formation of words.  What makes the sound of Alan Rickman or Benedict Cumberbatch are like velvet to the ears, whereas other sound like creaks from an oil-less gate?  Euphonic versus Cacophonic sound.  The frictives of frustration, the plosive outbursts and the sibilent sound - hissing or soothing of sound. The susuration.  I believe it is the texture of sound, the soundscape, its richness that dominates my life.

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