The sound of a piano key against the frame when not struck hard enough to play a note.
The sound of the needle making contact with the record on a record player.
The purr of cat.
The sound of a cigarette being consumed with an inhale.
The sound of a piano key against the frame when not struck hard enough to play a note.
The sound of the needle making contact with the record on a record player.
The purr of cat.
The sound of a cigarette being consumed with an inhale.
AMSR friendly sounds?
Keystrokes.
Purring.
The sound of sharp scissors cutting through hair.
Paring an apple.
The sound of aspirating juices when peeling an orange.
A pocket hit when bowling with strong explosive action.
Sand sliding against skin and sand.
Urethane wheels rolling on asphalt. (Discovering they're on someone's suitcase is always a letdown.)
Stripping the wrapper off a set of Magic cards.
A good solid flush. Not one of those gurgling industrial types, but one that sounds like everything is going to be ok. The plunger wont be needed.
The contented sigh of a dog settling down for a nap.
The static of a recorded silence (on a record player)
The sound of flesh being torn by hand from bone (I don't do knifework if I can use my hands. Context: cooking.)
The schloop of spooning out ripe avocado.
The schlurp of sucking out all the kiwi fruit from a kiwi (only satisfying if I'm doing it. Gross if other people are.)
The sound of my own involuntary grunt of satisfaction.
Turning pages.
Folding and smoothing paper.
The sound of drybrushing.
The scrape of a palette knife on canvas.
The bray of a goat.
The sound of a train in the distance.
The rhythmic sound of the train along the tracks from within the train.
Cracking a beer
Glimpses do ye seem to see of that mortally intolerable truth; that all deep, earnest thinking is but the intrepid effort of the soul to keep the open independence of her sea; while the wildest winds of heaven and earth conspire to cast her on the treacherous, slavish shore?
The last one was a joke.
Red-winged blackbirds. (Lots of people probably know this one, they just don't know what makes it.
Blue jays and crows (quite similar, actually, makes sense because they are related).
Katydids.
Peeping tree frogs. (sounds sci-fi, actually)
Cellos.
If I ever get back into trying mindfulness practices, I think one that consisted of mindful listening to birds like these would be amazing.Originally Posted by msg_v2
Bleat? Donkeys bray.
Yes, I smell like a horse. No, I don't consider that a problem.
Ok, so techically, you're probably right, but I associate bleating with sheep, not goats.
However, in the interest of amusing belligerence, I proffer the following:
Tell me that is neither braying, nor satisfying.
^That sounds like a human.
This sounds like the unholy spawn of a seagull and a horse.
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