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Sound Clip: Reversible Jacket by Joo Won Park
Reversible Jacket (2006) is a sound palindrome: the audio clip sounds exactly the same when played forward or backward (reversed). This piece is a study in absolute retrograde in terms of pitch, pulse, and timbre. Audience can also find a phrase ‘I got a reversible jacket’ embedded within multiple layers of non-verbal vocal sounds.
I really like the idea.
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awesome
highly engaging. excellent sound production.
Thank you very much for listening!
My eyes widened in confusion. I could hear my muscles cringing at the gasps and short unbearable breaths. It was like people struggling to have their voices heard- like they were trying desperately to speak but they simply were unable to. The shrill wheeze of a hardly successful inhale was suddenly halted by the forced partial cough of an incomplete exhale. An unexpected murmur of a language I never knew existed bubbled for a mere moment in the audio, and then vanished. Following a paltry, practically nonexistent moment of calm hums, a storm of tongues clicking, lips smacking and puckering up to make grandmother-like smooches echoed continually. A surprising gust of air being sucked hopelessly down their throats haunted me again and were cut short by a far away, hearty cackle, drawing my attention to its clearly sinful intentions. Displaying the features of a broken record, its repeats branding themselves into my memory. As if trying to choke me in the middle of listening, distressed hiccuping sounds pierced my eardrums and spiraled down my throat breaking through the narrow opening to my quickly condensing lungs. Loud grunts shadowed mystifying howls as it hauled my unwilling mind closer and closer with each deepening caterwaul. Short snippets of baby coo-like noises bounced off of the edges of the sharp spikes of the slow wails. My ears vibrated with the pressure of the consistent backward smooches from their puckered lips. The tongues were still smacking away in rhythm with the snaps of hundreds of fingers. I grimaced in pain with the suffering of those hundreds of people reluctantly snapping along to the tempo of the pulsing discomfort. With a mutter of perfunctory jumbled words, it all stopped. Leaving me stunned and lost in silence.
This sound is a really creepy sound. It gave me chills all over my body. To me it sounded like if you were lost in the woods and a really scary man wanted to do something really bad to you. I heard like about two girls crying in the back. It seemed like if they wanted to run away from him, but they couldn’t because they were in the middle of nowhere. There hearts beating as fast as a cheetah running fast. Desperate for someone to help them. The guy seemed like if he had mentally problems. It seemed like if he wanted to kiss someone. He was breathing as if someone was choking him. I felt like i wanted to go to the place they were in and help them from that petrifying men. The sound fills you up with strength. Whoever listens to this sound gets strength, that even the weakest person would want to go and help those little girls. Them crying and knowing they are in trouble makes you feel something inside. You feel strong and would like to be there to help them.