While hiking through pastures of cow patty recently, my 11-year-old son and his friend started improvising this wonderful "Icky poo poo" harmony. I just turned on Voice Recorder and held it above their heads as we walked. Beautiful moment.

Icky poo poo

My son and I playing ping-pong against the woefully out-of-tune strings of my grandmother's 1920s zither.

Ping Pong Zither

At Holobuv, Czech Republic - a local pond filled with playing kids. No fences, no rules, no lifeguards, no legal crap. Just people letting water be a centerpiece of their community, no hassle.

Holubov Pond Sounds

In the Pines

Miles and Scot's Impression of Minnesota Frogs

Mountain biking with Temmo in Wildcat tonight, suddenly stopped when I heard -- but could not see -- a musician playing free saxophone riffs in the forest, out of sight but not out of ear. Stopped for a few minutes to enjoy the ripple of notes as sunlight filtered through trees to the oak-leaf-strewn path and creek below. Made this recording, though it sounds quite distant and doesn't catch the musician when s/he was at peak.

Sax In The Woods

After Laurie Anderson told the story about how Yoko Ono reacted to the election of Donald Trump in a news interview with a one-minute blood-curdling scream, she invited the audience to expunge their angst with ten seconds of primal therapy. We went for it.

Laurie Anderson / John Zorn / Terry Riley - Audience Scream

Thought these were monkeys in the trees at first, but turned out to be the a group of Asian Koels saying hello to the day.

Birds In The Trees, Singapore

The SF Wave Organ, still creating surreal sounds from the briny depths.

Scot Hacker