An abstract audio poem about city life and the regular rush of cars that pass my window.

This was written and recorded for the In The Dark - Short Feature Course

Written, Recorded, Voiced and Sound Designed (mostly) by James Trice

The Piano is from:

Aphex Twin – aisatsana (Piano Cover by Josh Cohen)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6inYVeOmLNk

Asphalt Lullaby

The wail of sirens, cry out In the distance.

A consistent gust, the breath of speeding giants, their roars and trumpets melding into a symphony of regularity.

The air, thick with the whooshing of their passage, a cocktail of low bass rumble and high-pitched exhales.

Sharp, elongated, punctuated by sighs, a melody of pollution, the flavour of grime and lubricant.

The atmosphere, parched, a square box of swirling zephyrs.

Comforting in its regularity, a counterpoint to the silence.

There it is,

That taste of dirt and oil,

That muscle memory of childhood,

That regular rush of metal and rubber,

City boy,

City boy,

City boy.

That memory of empty Yorkshire darkness

No rush of cars,

No tweeting birds,

No ambient chatter,

Just late-night TV and unending silence,

I need the sound,

Shall we run,

Such a city boy.