El Sul del Bronx

For this audio assignment I am in tuned to the mid Morning hour in the Hunts Point section of the Bronx.  An hour when the birds are out  about after the recent downpour of rain, while the blares of sirens are sound marks that are common in this neighborhood.  In this neighborhood jackhammers rumble in the distance between the calmness of the streets. Whereas the repetitive cycle of commercial jet planes and their vibrations can be a jarring reminder that landings at LaGuardia Airport are just across the waterway in Astoria, Queens.

            There is a steady keynote hum of cars on the Sheridan Expressway that seems to fade onto a compellation of repetitive sounds from different sources. Street vehicles swish by at rhythmic pace of stops and movements, like an audio version of Man with a Camera!  The screeching sounds of children playing during recess range from low soft murmurs to banshee pitched yells,  those give way to the falling drops of waters that furnish the impression of musical rhythms; beats consistent on rainy days such as this are hypnotic.It was interesting  how lively back alley and yards can be, flourishing with varying degrees of sounds, the amount of different birdcalls are impressive! The intentional chirp and communication between birds of various species adds to this dizzying array of nature and industrialized society co existing through sound. The waves of vibrations are in abundance in this neighborhood, the ebbs and flows of sounds are in tuned to time, time frames that predisposed to repetition, yet at the same instance are spontaneous. I would say the neighbor is buzzing around me.