For just_muse_me Ten noises you love.
Okay, really? Ten noises I love? Isn't there a better question than that? Right, fine, I'll bite. Lets see.
1) The cog door in the Torchwood Hub as it rolls back. There's this little alarm and that sound and then the gears grind as it retracts. That thing has been there as long as the Hub has. It's almost as old as I am. But it still keeps going, through all the changes in the place, all the changes in the city, it still keeps rolling back and forth. It's a constant, just like I am. There's something nice about that, and just hearing it just makes me feel at home.
2) We've got this coffee machine in the Hub. I tell you what, all sorts of technology, alien artefacts and weaponry? Those I can operate with my eyes closed. But this thing? This thing I just can't get to grips with. I have no idea what Ianto does to it but damn does he make it work some magic. And that sound, the sound it makes when it's brewing coffee, I love that sound. And the coffee I get after it of course. (And the delivery boy isn't too bad either).
3) And while we're on the theme of the Hub, there's the sound of Myfanwy --that's our pterodactyl-- as she screeches around up near the roof. I mean, yeah, pretty ridiculous that we've got a pterodactyl, right? But she's part of the place now. Bit awkward at times, but Ianto usually knows how to sort her out. He's got a way with her.
4) So I guess, moving on from the Hub, but still Torchwood, there's my car. The Torchwood SUV. Oh I love that thing. Big beast of a car, half of the specifications were mine and sure, half of them will never be used --hasn't been much call for rocket boosters in central Cardiff-- but it's nice to know they're there. And there's the engines and that roar when you start them up. That noise is brilliant.
5) Oh and speaking of engines that's something else I love. The sound of a very specific engine. Now I'm not talking any car or bike or anything as boring as that. I'm talking about the sound of a little blue box. The TARDIS, the Doctor's TARDIS. There's nothing else in the universe like it, and trust me, I'd know that sound anywhere, I listened out for it for long enough.
6) And okay, I must just really like engines, because that's another one I like (either that or I'm just really unoriginal, but I think we all know that's not true. It's just the stupid question). But anyway, where was I? Oh that's it the merlin engine. It's what they put in the planes in the war, the Rolls Royce Merlin. The sound that thing produces is unique, and when you hear a Hurricane, a Lancaster or a Spitfire --that's what I flew-- up above, when you hear that distinct little hum, it makes you proud.
7) And that's something else from the war; Glen Miller. Not just then though, now, usually when I'm alone in the Hub, at the end of a long day, there's nothing more I enjoy than putting on an old record. You know the way they crackle as the needle hits a crack in the disk? I love that, all those little imperfections. And I love the sound of the music as it echoes around. Music can throw you back somewhere like that, click of a fingers and your back, right in the middle of a memory. I'll never tire of that.
8) Music! Okay, yeah that's another one. A concert, 3rd July 1973 Hammersmith Odeon in London. David Bowie's last ever appearance as Ziggy Stardust. Okay maybe it's not a noise as such, but nobody said I couldn't stretch the rules, right? And really I live to stretch the rules. But it was a good night. I was there in the crowd. Went down to London for a while for some work but guess I got sidetracked. It was a night to remember, for more than one reason.
9) So you know when you're somewhere in the middle of a crowd? Like at a concert or a pub or just in the middle of a park full of people. If you're quiet, and if you listen, you can hear all those different conversations going on. Together it just sounds like a din. That noise is fantastic. That noise is people living their lives. If you concentrate you can make out words; people laughing and people arguing, little snippets of conversations. Little snapshots of people's lives. I love that.
10) Right, so, last one, and I guess this sounds kinda cliché, but whatever, deal with it. The sound of waves crashing against the shore. See, cliché, I told you. But where I used to live --and I mean when I was a kid now-- there were these beaches, and we'd have storms. And these storms, when they went away, me and my friends would go sit on the beach, just up the hill, and watch the waves hit the sand. Whenever I hear that now, it reminds me of that, of being a little kid playing in the sand.
So there you go, ten things, and if you don't mind, I'm going to go do some proper work now.
Word count: 910
1) The cog door in the Torchwood Hub as it rolls back. There's this little alarm and that sound and then the gears grind as it retracts. That thing has been there as long as the Hub has. It's almost as old as I am. But it still keeps going, through all the changes in the place, all the changes in the city, it still keeps rolling back and forth. It's a constant, just like I am. There's something nice about that, and just hearing it just makes me feel at home.
2) We've got this coffee machine in the Hub. I tell you what, all sorts of technology, alien artefacts and weaponry? Those I can operate with my eyes closed. But this thing? This thing I just can't get to grips with. I have no idea what Ianto does to it but damn does he make it work some magic. And that sound, the sound it makes when it's brewing coffee, I love that sound. And the coffee I get after it of course. (And the delivery boy isn't too bad either).
3) And while we're on the theme of the Hub, there's the sound of Myfanwy --that's our pterodactyl-- as she screeches around up near the roof. I mean, yeah, pretty ridiculous that we've got a pterodactyl, right? But she's part of the place now. Bit awkward at times, but Ianto usually knows how to sort her out. He's got a way with her.
4) So I guess, moving on from the Hub, but still Torchwood, there's my car. The Torchwood SUV. Oh I love that thing. Big beast of a car, half of the specifications were mine and sure, half of them will never be used --hasn't been much call for rocket boosters in central Cardiff-- but it's nice to know they're there. And there's the engines and that roar when you start them up. That noise is brilliant.
5) Oh and speaking of engines that's something else I love. The sound of a very specific engine. Now I'm not talking any car or bike or anything as boring as that. I'm talking about the sound of a little blue box. The TARDIS, the Doctor's TARDIS. There's nothing else in the universe like it, and trust me, I'd know that sound anywhere, I listened out for it for long enough.
6) And okay, I must just really like engines, because that's another one I like (either that or I'm just really unoriginal, but I think we all know that's not true. It's just the stupid question). But anyway, where was I? Oh that's it the merlin engine. It's what they put in the planes in the war, the Rolls Royce Merlin. The sound that thing produces is unique, and when you hear a Hurricane, a Lancaster or a Spitfire --that's what I flew-- up above, when you hear that distinct little hum, it makes you proud.
7) And that's something else from the war; Glen Miller. Not just then though, now, usually when I'm alone in the Hub, at the end of a long day, there's nothing more I enjoy than putting on an old record. You know the way they crackle as the needle hits a crack in the disk? I love that, all those little imperfections. And I love the sound of the music as it echoes around. Music can throw you back somewhere like that, click of a fingers and your back, right in the middle of a memory. I'll never tire of that.
8) Music! Okay, yeah that's another one. A concert, 3rd July 1973 Hammersmith Odeon in London. David Bowie's last ever appearance as Ziggy Stardust. Okay maybe it's not a noise as such, but nobody said I couldn't stretch the rules, right? And really I live to stretch the rules. But it was a good night. I was there in the crowd. Went down to London for a while for some work but guess I got sidetracked. It was a night to remember, for more than one reason.
9) So you know when you're somewhere in the middle of a crowd? Like at a concert or a pub or just in the middle of a park full of people. If you're quiet, and if you listen, you can hear all those different conversations going on. Together it just sounds like a din. That noise is fantastic. That noise is people living their lives. If you concentrate you can make out words; people laughing and people arguing, little snippets of conversations. Little snapshots of people's lives. I love that.
10) Right, so, last one, and I guess this sounds kinda cliché, but whatever, deal with it. The sound of waves crashing against the shore. See, cliché, I told you. But where I used to live --and I mean when I was a kid now-- there were these beaches, and we'd have storms. And these storms, when they went away, me and my friends would go sit on the beach, just up the hill, and watch the waves hit the sand. Whenever I hear that now, it reminds me of that, of being a little kid playing in the sand.
So there you go, ten things, and if you don't mind, I'm going to go do some proper work now.
Word count: 910