This closer listening

This closer listening

A Story by R J Askew

Variables simple.
There's a squirrel leaping around on the conservatory roof. The wind gusting in the chimney. The radiator behind me is emitting the odd creak, as its metal body responds to changes in the heat within. So too, my chair is prone to creak whenever I move, evers so slightly. Then there's my digestion. The mic catches it all. Nothing is missed, the slightest rumble. I almost stop breathing for fear of being detected. The mic is listening. Clearly my recording space is sub-optimal par-excellence.
As to voice. A little raspy, but mostly reliable without exactly being molten molasses. My recent cough has gone. Good mouth moisture, neither too dry nor too...much information! Accent? Ey up, ignore.
As to the tech. Master the basics, meet the spec - Amazon Audible. My one aim.
Action point. Solve the question as to the best sequence in which to applying the following editing effects: noise reduction, compression, equalisation, normalisation, amplification. Blah. There will be no overdubbing, fading in, fading out, or reverb...just verb.
As to the verb, My new friend for life, MC Dude, in Red Dog Music said he wanted his sounds to leap from his speakers like 'ROARING LIONS!' 
How do I want my verb to sound? There's a thin layer of gold on the mic's magic receptor through which the verb will pass. Might the odd atom of gold attach...
I hear a magpie laughing. 
More variables. Tempo, emotion, gravitas, credibility, engagement.
As to the script, the story...
Might the magpie scoff to hear it?
Focus.
Why read? Because someone wants to listen. Who? Why? 
Ah-ha, the key variable, I sense. And the one over which we have no control, at all, ever.
Focus.
A living being. A listening being. A living, listening, living being. Who yearns to hear the musical way of the nourishing verb.
But who first must be listened for and to, sea-deep perceived.
And so we listen for the listener. The most important preparation of all, this listening for the listener. For if we listen close enough it's there to be had...the sound of our listener emitting their unique aural signature. A strange sort of listening is this. But one we must do with all our soul. To attune ourselves with instinctive precision... 
As to the how of this strange listening...shhhh.
A variable profound mysterious be here in play.
This closer listening.
  
 

© 2018 R J Askew


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The details are great, it gives the readers a picture as they read. This is indeed a well-crafted story!

Posted 2 Years Ago


' The mic catches it all. Nothing is missed, the slightest rumble. I almost stop breathing for fear of being detected. The mic is listening. Clearly my recording space is sub-optimal par-excellence.
As to voice. A little raspy, but mostly reliable without exactly being molten molasses.. '

Having written, we readm listen, note - attending to how words sing, sound, touch. Sometimes too much inflection, often a flat this or that; at other phrases - a wish, a pause, a breath or sigh was quieter, loudeer, omitted. Oh Yes, Ron, you've said all that and more. You've crowned the need for double dealing your own self in words laid silent. You become writer, poet then - director and created every skill essential to make imagination the reality you want. Difference tween my mediocrity and your ability is that your words air the tone you wish to produce but make self human alive. That is the importance, the most relevant. Such a fine piece of writing from you, from both mind and heart. How did i miss it?! Forgive.

Posted 5 Years Ago


'Might the odd atom of gold attach...'

It did, and the magpie was laughing with joy.
The detail in the first paragraph set an incredible scene in the mind's eye.

Beccy.

Posted 5 Years Ago


The Buddha said, “the notes of your playing are in harmony with the notes of the song; the notes of the song are in harmony with the notes of your veena; instrumental tones do not exceed your vocal tones, and vocal tones do not surpass your veena tones; Panchasika, when did you compose this song?”

Means, it's amazing to listen to everything around us. You got it.

Posted 6 Years Ago


How many takes will it take before you are entirely satisfied... I wonder.. is total satisfaction even possible given all known variables.. and then some... open one door and the vacuum is broken .. there is no longer a seal.. open two doors and the story begins to unfold albeit slowly.. open all three and there ya have it... perfect..... told ya..

Posted 6 Years Ago


Well, a vacuum would solve the noise problems, (Think astronaut in space) but the rest will be a bit messier. Perhaps a few Valium? Tedious but entertaining, RJ.

Posted 6 Years Ago


R J Askew

6 Years Ago

Cheers Sam, here's to a creative 2019!

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