Sounds I hate v. Sounds I love
In this week’s lecture and reading the topic was sound. One of the suggested blog entries was to talk about the sounds we hate and why we hate them. As well as the ones we love. While thinking about this I found myself having a difficult time thinking of sounds I love or hate. Smell to me is a sense that I have much stronger opinions on (gasoline – hate, chlorine – love).
I found myself googling “sound we hate” to see if it would spark a memory of a sound in me.
The most common sounds people hate:
- nails on a chalkboard
- someone throwing up
- a car alarm
- a dentist’s drill
- spitting
- screaming babies
- a knife grinding on a plate.
Some of these are common because the frequency is bound to irritate the average ear (chalkboard, knife on plate, car alarm). Some are common, most likely, from being associated with an unpleasant memory (throwing up, dentists drill,). I still have a hard time pinpointing a sound I hate that isn’t attached to a specific memory. The sound I probably hate the most is the sound of my favorite song being turned off, the awkward silence within a conversation
I hate the sound of my favorite song being turned off, the awkward silence within a conversation gone wrong, the sound when someone gets hit by another person, or the sound of any empty water bottle during a performance. Most of all I hate the sound of blender in the morning.
When thinking about the sound I love It’s much easier to think of examples.
I love the sound of a baby laughing. I love the sound of waves crashing. I love the sound of a dog panting. I love the sound of sand moving through the breeze (though I hate the feeling of said sand breezing by my legs). I love the sounds of home. The sounds that produce a calm within me.
