tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746683755067841448.post8575050911111215356..comments2023-09-28T07:28:03.904-07:00Comments on Hinc Videndum: The Sounds of SilenceWeb Scribehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08555991664318191365noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746683755067841448.post-63988858894287849772008-07-17T11:51:00.000-07:002008-07-17T11:51:00.000-07:00Yesterday I was in a roadhouse restaurant waiting ...Yesterday I was in a roadhouse restaurant waiting for the others to show up for lunch. It was early and I was the only customer. These types of establishments all have a very similar look, rather dreary pretending to be more fun than they truly are. I sat waiting quietly when all at once one of the two waitresses discovered "You know what's missin? No music!. A 'can' of it was opened and out came an american/western/pop. So much better, cheerier and it masks the noise of the single customer waiting once quietly in the corner. <BR/><BR/>We have a cottage, really a cabin by the lake. No phone, no radio, a ipod and a tv that can be used only for movies is usually off. The result is that especially at night there is no sound of air conditioners, fans, computers, music, nothing except the fridge occasionally chilling the wine. This takes getting used to but after a short period of withdrawal and adjustment to just how loud the song birds are in the morning, a quiet calm settles in. A type of calm that is hard to find back in the city<BR/><BR/>I agree our lives are encapsulated by sound. We use music, the good and the bad, as wall paper. White noise perhaps not so much to cancel out the sounds of others but to fill the space in our minds that would be otherwise occupied with ideas and dreams.mackie100https://www.blogger.com/profile/12273074806550853996noreply@blogger.com