Friday, February 18, 2005


doesn't sound the same in Los Angeles as it does other places. It sounds like fake movie thunder, two foley artists shaking a big piece of tin back and forth. It sort of bugs me that they can't get the sound right. Luckily they don't bother trying very often.

I'm going to listen to my thunderstorm cd while I fall asleep to drown out the sound of the real, less satisfying storm going on outside my window right now.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Pretty. Grandma