I live in South Bushwick along the JMZ train where there are several keynotes and sound signals that are part
of the New York City soundscape. In my neighborhood there are several
keynotes such as the J or Z train passing through on the above ground
train track, the huffing and puffing of the B38 bus to downtown
Brooklyn, the typical city traffic-with cars honking their horn, and of
course the often heard ambulance siren coming or going from Woodhull
Hospital.
A soundmark that is distinctive of my neighborhood that I have heard for over the
past two years is the almost daily, 3 p.m. shout of "Hey Boy!" from a
yet to be seen neighborhood man. On Sunday's I hear the woman who goes
through the buildings trash and takes the soda cans and containers for
cash deposits. Also, a new distinct sound is the rim shop that is being
constructed next door to my building, coupled with the sounds of
children from the middle school down the block.
This exercise
has made me fully aware to all the sounds that happen in my
neighborhood and city. Coming from a rural setting where there are only
four sounds; birds, farm machinery, crops blowing in the wind, or the
perfect hum of a car going down the gravel road that I resided on. The
city offers so many layers of sounds, whereas a rural setting offers
only a few, yet enjoyable sounds. I realize after writing this I miss
the sound of quiet.
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