SOUND-WALK

During my sound walk I walked from the F train at 63rd street to Hunter College. On my way I hear the squeaking of the train as it pulls away - I hear the footsteps behind me more than I hear my own. As I continue to listen to the footsteps it has the sound of a lot of tapping, fast tapping. This rushed noise gives me the sense that I’m in the city where everyone is always on the go.  

The escalator has a hiss sound as I go up with more footsteps that sound like people are wearing tap shoes. The rough rumble of the underground train as it leaves the station. As I hear a cracking noise coming from the escalator, it doesn’t come off as too comforting, but then it returns to its normal hissing sound. People are talking but there's too much conversation to catch on to what their saying just sounds like gibberish-(more hissing from the elevator), then clicking sounds as people exit the subway. 

Outside sounds start coming in and I can now hear the sound of the wind, almost a howl but not quite. People continue to walk fast, this time the noise is louder as their feet stomp on the puddles left from the rain, sounds as if paint is splattering or something. It just sounded like someone stepped on an egg shell, but it was just a littered wrapper on the street. The cars, they take up the most noise, especially in the city. The sound of the screechy breaks the sound of their engines, the slush sound the tires make when passing through puddles.  

The next sound beneath the noise of the cars and buses is the rain hitting my jacket, a light dripping noise.  All of these different sound come together to help me create a sense of place. I doubt I would here all of this commotion back where I’m from on eastern Long island. It's pretty interesting to pay attention to sounds that you don't normally listen for on a daily basis. It left me more aware and more attentive to the things around me.