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Journal Entry 3
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Date: March 8

Time: 6:00 pm

Location: Bits & Bytes

Far Sounds: indistinguishable conversations in the back room, electricity humming, food wrappers rustling.

Medium Sounds: garbled voice speaking over the phone, people talking, chairs scraping across the floor, hands clapping occasionally. 

Close Sounds: fan whirring overhead, keyboard clicks, table wobbling, fabric rubbing.

Sound Description/Level: quite consistent, there is a steady drone of voices engaged in different conversations, but they all blur into one another. The other sounds are mere accents dropped in occasionally.

One Word: bustling

Most Important Sounds: people talking, chairs scraping, voice on the phone

Journal Entry 3
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  1. 03/08/2023 – 1:55 PM – Outside of the Graduate Residence Hall
    Far away: The Hofstra Shuttle moving around, footsteps
    Medium: Very windy, some cars driving, someone locking their car with the alarm
    Closest: Birds, the gardeners trimming the grass and collecting shavings in garbage bags
    The sound level is medium.
    Descriptor: Tranquil
    The essential sounds are: the soft footsteps, the wind, and the gardeners.

Sound Journal #3
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March 6th, 4:26PM, Shapiro Family Hall lobby.

Furthest: Heating system humming, very distant talking, echoes from the piano. 

Medium: Footsteps walking towards outside, piano playing melodically.  

Closest: Students talking, the double glass doors closing, fabric from my clothing moving. 

Sound level varies extremely as the people who pass me talk loudly and their footsteps ring, contrasting with the light piano tunes and the echoing. The amount of sound activity is spirited as there is a strong contrast between low tones and high.

One Word Description: Spirited

Essential Sounds: 

  1. Piano playing melodically 
  2. Students talking 
  3. Footsteps

Field recording #2
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This was recorded at the ceramic studio – you can hear the hum of the kiln room fan in the background, a bucket being slid across the floor, my hand hitting the doorknob, my footsteps towards our clay reclaim machine, the sounds of the plastic cover being taken off, the sound of the machine being turned on, and then finally my footsteps back to my phone.