Test - Recording

SE1 - Uncreative Name

SE2 - Purple Stains

All sounds originally recorded at the one and only Grandma's House.

SE3 - Grandma's House

Lines Lost Among Trees

This text exhibits many emotions in me as I read it. In the first two stanzas, Collins exerts a sense of remembrance and acknowledgment towards the words he doesn’t get the opportunity to write down before they have slipped through his head for eternity. My narrative starts off slow, somewhat dragging on, like this forgetful walk in the woods may be. The trickling of the symbols from the orchestral drum kit represents the memories as coins, slowly trickling through his memory. The flute represents Collins thoughts in the first two lines, as they seem innocent – it was the weight of the memories and the absence of pen and paper at fault for the forgetfulness. 
However, the third and fourth stanzas make you sense a small amount of self-loathing. Collins devised to hold the thoughts within his mind all along, however he was incapable of the task. After returning home to where the lines could have been perfectly scribed, it was too late. The clarinet represents this inner thought process passing through Collins mind. 
The following two verses Collins states that this poem is one of serious reflection and remembrance for those lines he lost among trees. This poem was written to embellish all lost words, to emulate what has passed. This gives a happy tone to the poem. This enlightening mood is demonstrated through my narrative as the sounds of the cathedral organ and string ensemble play a happy tone in harmony. The following verse has a very similar mood, but even more exhilarating – he sends out his words to the world to personify all those lines forever lost and forgotten.  I use the harmony of several horn instruments with the same note progression as the organ and strings, however it is much more in your face. It really stands tribute to the unremembered notes and exemplifies their potential.   
The end of the song fades away, with merely the harmony of the string ensemble. As these notes fade away, they fade away like the fantastic city in pencil erasing itself, as Collins described himself. 
My overlying theme throughout this piece of work is human characteristics. Forgetting lines in your mind is a very natural, humane thing to do. As is writing poetry. Poetry, words, and thoughts: these are all an art just as music, or sound is. Poetry, in almost every case, is written and thought of by man. When making this sonic narrative that stood out to me, and in my piece I wanted to incorporate a majority of human played instruments (strings, horns, drums, singing, etc.). I believe the overall humane aspect of poetry itself is represented quite well through instruments played by man.  


Lines Lost Among Trees

The purpose of this project was to create the sound design for a super computer that takes over the world. To achieve this goal, we utilized sounds from FreeSound.org, Logic Pro X, as well as our own recorded voices. We tried to capture a menacing and futuristic/post-apocalyptic mood with our sound. Our approach was to replicate the noise of a robot that comes flying in from afar, lands, charges up a deadly weapon to the dismay of some civilians, and then proceeds to fire it.

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