I remember waking up in the night as a kid to what i thought was a women screaming somewhere in the woods behind our house, I was so shocked, I must have really believed it, as I got out of bed and went to the window to check then went and woke up my parents, who told me it was a fox.

 

It’s easy to create paths and make associations in retrospect, but I think this must have contributed to my interest in sound and its source, I often wonder about how we hear & listen to things based on what’s making them as well as what they sound like. 

I don’t do as much active listening as I used to, sounds tend to be adrift around me, but occasionally something catches me unaware, which makes sit up and listen. It’s usually something that confuses me because I don’t know what is making it or where it’s coming from.

If I had to pick a particular place then I’d say Mexico, it was wonderfully cacophonous, but I think anywhere that offers a real contrast to what you’re used can make you more alert to the world around you. My preferred answer would be anywhere that as a thick blanket of snow covering it. I love how the soft deadening effect can create a sense of stillness and quietness and dramatically change the atmosphere of a place. 

Encourage people to listen more. 

I slept on a hammock on a cliff top right next to the pacific ocean, I had the strangest dreams that night, it was amazing to go to sleep under the stars with the rhythm of the waves and the swaying of the hammock. It was the experience as a whole that made it so wonderful, but the ocean sound was the sense that penetrated the most and was the one that i fell asleep and woke up to.