Each tune has a unique heart beat. It's as if you can see the sound. The Sight of Sound.
Reminds me of the monitor that showed contractions when I was in labor 6 times. You could see the muscle constriction rise and fall, peak and dip. And truly a song is something to be birthed, pains, blood and sweat included.
I like looking at the shape of SoundCloud recordings. The texture of the song is etched like a cardio monitor graph. Every guitar pick or strum; every piano arpeggio, broken chord or 16th note pattern; every vocal pitch and inflection; the beat of a double-bass drum pedal leaves its mark.
Some like the smokey mountains.
Some like the ripples of a slow river.
Some like a Yellowstone fountain
Or the cliff line of the Grand Canyon.
Or the pine sillouette of a Carolina forest.
Yosemite's Halfdome
The roof pitch of my neighborhood homes
Yosemite's Halfdome
The roof pitch of my neighborhood homes
This is the sight
The fascinating sight
Of
Sound.
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