Mysterious Music
Feb. 26th, 2006 08:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
porphyryWe have the habit of taking the baby into the bathroom so that the gentle noise of the vent may soothe her.
The other day I while I was pacing in there with her, I noticed, as it seemed, that the radio was also on at a low volume—I could hear the voice of the announcer plainly and the kind of mid nineteenth century English liturgical music that I can’t stand and which, until recently, the local classical radio station played far too much of. I examined the radio, however, and found it was shut off. Yet I heard the music. It must have been I decided noise being made by the vent fan that my brain was interpreting as the announcer and the familiar but disliked music.
I described the event to my wife, and she confirmed that she had often had the same experience.
Today I had much the same thing, except the music seemed a late Romantic violin concerto: Brahms or Bruch.
The other day I while I was pacing in there with her, I noticed, as it seemed, that the radio was also on at a low volume—I could hear the voice of the announcer plainly and the kind of mid nineteenth century English liturgical music that I can’t stand and which, until recently, the local classical radio station played far too much of. I examined the radio, however, and found it was shut off. Yet I heard the music. It must have been I decided noise being made by the vent fan that my brain was interpreting as the announcer and the familiar but disliked music.
I described the event to my wife, and she confirmed that she had often had the same experience.
Today I had much the same thing, except the music seemed a late Romantic violin concerto: Brahms or Bruch.
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Date: 2006-08-29 09:36 pm (UTC)http://www.twopercentco.com/rants/archives/2005/01/based_on_a_true.html