{"id":2357,"date":"2011-10-13T08:35:27","date_gmt":"2011-10-13T15:35:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/noisejockey.net\/blog\/?p=2357"},"modified":"2011-10-13T08:35:27","modified_gmt":"2011-10-13T15:35:27","slug":"thrift-store-sounds-grillage","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/noisejockey.net\/blog\/2011\/10\/13\/thrift-store-sounds-grillage\/","title":{"rendered":"Thrift Store Sounds: Grillage"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_2361\" style=\"width: 590px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2361\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2361\" title=\"urbanore\" src=\"https:\/\/noisejockey.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/urbanore.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"580\" height=\"231\" srcset=\"https:\/\/noisejockey.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/urbanore.jpg 580w, https:\/\/noisejockey.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/urbanore-290x115.jpg 290w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 580px) 100vw, 580px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2361\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">My mecca on a foggy morning: Urban Ore!<\/p><\/div>\n<p>I went to the granddaddy of thrift stores recently, so much so that it&#8217;s more of a glorified junk store&#8230;but <em>oh, what glorious junk<\/em>. I&#8217;m talking about <a href=\"http:\/\/urbanore.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">Urban Ore<\/a> in Berkeley, California. Sometimes I&#8217;m self-conscious shopping for things by ear, picking up random things and just listening to them, but at Urban Ore &#8211; heck, Berkeley in general &#8211; I can ear-shop in peace.<\/p>\n<p>I was in a metallic mood, so I filled a bag with things that squeak, resonate, creak, clank, and sproing. Based on the <a href=\"https:\/\/noisejockey.net\/blog\/2010\/06\/22\/roam-home-to-a-drone\/\" target=\"_blank\">dronetastic results of striking wire shelving last year<\/a>, I picked up a few thin-wire metal grills that had sonic promise, among other things that will surely find their way to this blog later this fall and winter.<\/p>\n<div class=\"mceTemp\">\n<dl id=\"attachment_2363\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\" style=\"width: 250px;\">\n<dt class=\"wp-caption-dt\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2363\" title=\"grills\" src=\"https:\/\/noisejockey.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/grills1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"240\" height=\"240\" srcset=\"https:\/\/noisejockey.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/grills1.jpg 240w, https:\/\/noisejockey.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/grills1-145x145.jpg 145w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 240px) 100vw, 240px\" \/><\/dt>\n<\/dl>\n<\/div>\n<p>For the grills, I decided to trot out my much-neglected piezo contact microphones. The resonant notes were so subtle that it seemed like the best way to capture the sound at a reasonable volume. I plucked them, struck them, and played them with a cello bow. The magic happened, though, when I realized one was easily played with a bow and the other was not, so I stuck the bowable one inside of the other, and played away, causing both of them to resonate when played appropriately.<\/p>\n<p>The results were like ultra-low-fi bastardizations of stringed instruments played in horror movies, and I just loved the character. The rawness of hearing the actual hairs of the bow on the metal, in my opinion, lends to the eerie charm.<\/p>\n<p>[soundcloud url=&#8221;http:\/\/api.soundcloud.com\/tracks\/25407627&#8243; params=&#8221;show_comments=true&amp;auto_play=false&amp;color=ee0000&#8243; width=&#8221;100%&#8221; height=&#8221;81&#8243; ]<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #999999;\">[Contact microphone into Sound Devices 702 recorder]<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I went to the granddaddy of thrift stores recently, so much so that it&#8217;s more of a glorified junk store&#8230;but oh, what glorious junk. I&#8217;m talking about Urban Ore in Berkeley, California. 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