Music and Listening

For the past day and thirty minutes I have chronicled many sounds and music that I have heard. From the first minutes I was walking through campus I heard birds in the trees, making much commotion. As I walked further the sounds permeated my head from cars passing by, the brushing of people feet as they walked and the sound of wind as it rushed through different orifices like archways. Back to the traffic. I heard all sorts of different car noises such as the screeching of bad breaks, the hardworking engines of semi-trucks, and the different forms of music emitting from the windows of these passersby. From rock, to country, to punk, to R&B, to rap, I heard it all walking down Stewart St. And I almost forgot the loudest thing I heard walking through campus: the bell tower from the Immaculate Conception chapel. This sound resonates through all of campus.
After the first thirty minute period, I was done listening to just natural sounds around me. For this day, most of Saturday and into Sunday, I heard many types of music that I was able to notice better because I had not directly listened to these sounds before. For instance, I was doing some homework in my room, waiting to go out that evening. Besides the instrumentals/jazz I was already listening to I could hear heavy bass sounds coming from around me. What the song is, I can’t worry about because I must finish my homework. As I walked out of my room to leave the building a bombardment of sounds from every direction consumed the air. Rock, rap, and other silly tunes were being played, it seemed, as if it was coming from everywhere. This feeling only amplified as I probed the ghetto for some form of entertainment. A louder version of the same feeling I experience in my hall was felt as I walked past each house. This continued until 2 or 3 in the morning when all had finally tired. Moving into Sunday, the only tunes were really that of my speakers and some miscellaneous locations throughout my floor.