No, I don’t know why they broke into song here. However, the old Ferihegy 1 airport terminal has an air of faded grace that the more modern Ferihegy 2 just doesn’t. That is a soulless modern airport building. This is a marble-panelled cavernous space that clearly inspired this lot to sing.
A blackbird sings boldly into the enclosed courtyard of this hotel in Budapest. Around him, the city gets ready for the evening. The wind blows some paper cups in the cobbled floor and then some people get chairs ready.
I was in Hungary to do some bird recording, so I had an SD702 and MKH30/40 mics. I wrote this post some fifteen years after recording him, but I still remember a magical urban moment. This male used the echo of the courtyard to amplify his song, the resonance adds richness to his tone.
He was in what looks like an ash tree in this enclosed courtyard. It goes another floor down into a cobbled floor that I couldn’t get in the photo, it’s stitched from four. Towards the end the hotel staff get ready to set out some tables and chairs.
I had another charming urban field recording moment in Hungary. These women broke into song in the marbled hall of Ferihegy I as I waited for the return flight. That airport was a throwback to when flight was glamorous, and the resonance added to the song.
A parabolic dish isn’t the right way to try and capture swifts flying low. I’ve got better at swifts as time went on – this was an early attempt and you just can’t track them with a dish
Some subjects you know are going to be a challenge. A wind generator, not surprisingly, needs wind and this was recorded in a 15-17mph northeasterly wind. That’s not the sort of weather made for easy sound recording!
This recording was taken about 100m from the generator at Lowestoft. The sound probably impacts about 500m away at this location next to the sea. This generator is sensitively sited in a really ugly industrial part of town next to a gasometer, and is visually reasonably well shielded from the town.
A gull turned up later and made a nice counterpoint to the blades
I looked for a cheap dive close to the city centre as I wanted to record a repeat of a concert from the late 1970’s which was repeated on DAB. I requested a room high up, and installed a DAB tuner with a wire aerial slung out the window.
Loads of signal strength, as to expected in the middle of the capital city. The concert was recorded digitally with HiMD and from the analogue output using my old MDLP as backup. The HiMD failed. Moral of the story is don’t edit your HiMDs on the deck if you want to be sure – Anyway, the backup was good.
After the concert, I stoked up with a few beers, and in the morning heard the city come alive to the sound of the bells. The first one started a good five minutes before everyone else, though the 1 minute format lops most of the overzealousness off. It’s a rotten recording, hissy as hell, even though the sound was loud enough to be easily heard through the window. I think this was using OKMII
Why is there a hook sticking out of the roof, you may ask? It puzzled me too, but all was explained when I took a canal boat tour later on that day.