poole bus station.
on a friday night.
actually it’s horrible any night.
5 mins of tedium at Poole Bus Station
sounds are important.
sure, that’s a hellish banal thing to say but both of the two “real” jobs that i’ve had in my life (working in a record shop and now working in radio) have been almost completely about sound.
i’ve been messing about with sound in a lazy, inconsistent, cack-handed way now for a wee while and i thirst to learn more as i continue to pootle around life waiting for my “eureka” moment.
as a young cocky idiot-man i disregarded education as a complete waste of time, choosing instead to believe in my own inherent abilities. what a putz.
now i find myself craving knowledge and understanding, actively wanting to learn things in a desperate bid to try to function at my maximum capability. and – i reckon – if your interested in learning about sound and especially about recording natural sound then there’s no-one that does it quite like Chris Watson. the man is a legend.
i’d been on a couple of recording courses with Chris before but last month I attended the first Wildeye Advanced Wildlife Sound Recording course. i was a bit out of my depth. I felt like everyone had loads of experience of recording awesome stuff or doing awesome jobs. i had extreme kit envy.
what advanced wildlife field recordists look like
the course was a practical one that focussed heavily on not consuming too much red wine before bed, sleeping for what felt like somewhere between 6 – 10 minutes and then charging out into darkness to go try and record the thousands of geese that hang-out at The Wash.
day one was spectacular as the geese failed to show up. on day two the geese did show up but they were accompanied by a ferocious wind. it made recording difficult.
i heartily recommend the course though. i’d like to practice lots, save up and get some better kit and do it all again. i really would.
here’s a bit of my recording. it’s geese. i think they’re pink footed. it’s not a great recording and nothing happens apart from geese. but i recorded it. in norfolk. lying in the long grass to try and get out of the wind. at stupid o’clock in the morning on a cold november day. so i reckon it counts for something. doesn’t it?
pinkfoot geese, the wash – wednesday 18th nov 2009
i always wanted a blog that i could put noises on.
when i did my masters at university our first assignment was to make a 3 minute radio piece.
we had around 4 months to do this and we all got terribly stressed about it.
me especially, and – as was usual for my student assignments – the whole thing got thrown together in another all-night session the day before it was due in.
i think my piece received the lowest mark in the group.
it’s easy to hear why – i’ve just listened back to it and it’s hilarious.
listen at your peril.
The Three Minute Piece: A Spectrum In Sound