Hofstra Drama 20 – Sound for the Theatre

1. 2/8/15, 9:50am: On our way to city class, the corner of 29th Street & 6th Ave

Farthest Sounds: Cars honking way down the street, muffled music from inside the venues we pass. A woman way ahead scolding her dog for taking the liberty of pooping on the sidewalk.

Medium Sounds: A crazy (homeless?) man shouting about (what, to his mind, was) social justice. His voice is hoarse and pitched much higher than his optimal range because he is so furious and intent on expressing it. My classmates who have fallen a bit behind are giggling about some gossip they don’t want the rest of the group to hear.

Closest Sounds: My, and my other classmates’, hurried footsteps on the sidewalk, with occasional crunching on ice/snow that isn’t yet melted. (The ones who, like me, desperately need Starbucks before class are making a pointed attempt at picking up our feet so we can get there on time). Jack talking about hypochondria and laughing.

Sound Level: Not nearly as loud as NYC gets, but we defy decibel expectations for a group of students heading to class on a Saturday morning.

One-Word Description: Bustling

Three essential sounds: Homeless man shouting, cars honking, footsteps.