uncommon ambience

Magical Big Ben belfry ambience for fighting off procrastination or for mechanically induced focus. 10 hours of Big Ben, clock innards, musical plucks, London street ambience, and classic British broadcasting.
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If I were to quickly pitch the episode ingredients: we have a sprinkling of Big Ben, London street ambience, and a 60-year-old BBC episode I found online. Tossed together with all sorts of clocks and drifty stuff. I imagine we are amongst the bells of the belfry with an FM Radio. Enjoying whatever magical clock-mechanic sounds happen all around. (I assume the magic fits between Tinker Bell and Rube Goldberg.)
All of the above is meant for procrastination thumping sounds, get a bunch of work done!
Ok, so lately I’ve been listening to What's All This Then, a delightful podcast hosted by two British expats and a guest covering British minutiae. So like beans on toast, why British folks don’t rinse their dishes after lathering them in bubbles, et al. During a recent episode, a host mentioned that if you were to stand at the base of the Elizabeth Tower — or, as yanks know it, “Big Ben” and listen to BBC Radio 4, you will hear the recording of the bell before the sound could travel down from the heights. Radio signals travel faster than sound waves. So cool, and that was all I needed to spiral into a manic mini-obsession over Big Ben... Also Big Ben is just the bell?
I listened myself to BBC 4—the bell's gong plays at the top of the hour and the ringing is live. (we should do that **** with the Liberty Bell).
I also learned Humpty Dumpty wasn’t a cannon(?)
I did my best to explain all of the above to my wife over dinner, including the Humpty bit, and she was like, “I thought Humpty was an egg?”
Also, I was like, “Hon — did you know A1 is not American? And they’ve got a whole other brown meat sauce!”
She's like, “This is the most boring conversation I’ve ever had at dinner.”
I reminded her that she regularly shares the contents of her dreams during meals. The night before, she recounted that Six Flags opened a location in our basement and the cat got lost down there. You want to talk boring? Recounting efforts to rescue a cat out of a dream-basement tilt-a-whirl.
PS: Nerd stuff — if you guessed that I positioned the hands of the... Big Ben clock(?) to 7:30 as an homage to the late great emcee Big L (from his track Criminal Slang)—you would be correct. "If you 7:30, that mean you crazy..." And the title is referencing a super nerdy mash-up of DJ eccentrics and jazz/funk drummers.
Have a nice weekend!

Projection fan ambience for sleep, relaxation, and deep focus. 10 hours of smooth fan. No talking just continuous ambient sound. 
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I’ve had a complicated relationship with overhead projectors. One aughts summer, my brother-in-law borrowed one from the school district, and we broadcast Rogue Squadron 2 on the side of his house. The Battle of Endor played extra big. It was awesome.
Typically, overhead projectors haunted my high school experience (I was a terrible student). A distinctly smooth gray-noise machine aimed blurry equations, history, language, and science principles onto a pull-down screen at the front of class. Screens that were only fun going away, as a tug initiated a spring to wheel the screen back into a roll with a “clap, clap, clap.”
One projector was wheeled into ninth-grade biology before the final dissection of the trimester: a pig heart. And the class needed to take note of how we were to cut the pickled organ.
It was to be my first dissection of the year—the other two times I had gotten a pass with a “because my religion” excuse (it was the ’90s, I went to a southern military school with its own church on campus).
The "my religion" excuse failed the third attempt after my teacher asked, “What is your religion?” And I was like, “eh... Lutheran?”
“Lutherans have a problem with dissection?”
“I think?”
The teacher called my parents and asked if they were comfortable with my cutting up a pig heart, and found out my mother was a cardiologist.

Conference buffet kitchen prep for sleep, relaxation, and deep focus. 10 hours of distant sales talk over kitchen prep. No surprises—just continuous ambient sounds.
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Because there’s too much stimulation, too much feverishness, and too many dastardly individuals transmitted into our handhelds. Private spaces invaded by tense horse****.
And learn how to ****** swear in print, Variety. Their headline: “Robert Downey Jr. Says ‘It’s Absolute Horses—’ to Declare That Social Media Influencers Are the ‘Stars of the Future'" caught many off guard. All yesterday I was sitting on the s—ter, amused by folks dunking on “horses—” as if it could be a synonym for “golly jeepers” or some s—.
And no shade to Doctor Doom; I am a big fan of “horses—.” “Bulls—” is shopworn… To me, the animals— rankings would be:
​Bats—
​Horses—
​Chickens—

What were we talking about? Ah, villainy… awful people who won’t settle for just control; they want their touchdown dance and an audience for it. As if Neil Armstrong were to land on the moon’s surface and radio back, “That’s one small step for man, one giant f— you!!”
That’s why this week we are aiming for mild horses—. A boring gathering at the third-best hotel in your city for conferences (and fourth for weddings). Where the speeches drone and the Chicken à la King swims in chafing dishes warmed over for lunchtime.
PS it would be goldfishs— if you didn't follow us on your favorite podcast provider.
And hi, moms! HMD

Game Boy video gaming on an airplane ambience with drift for sleep, relaxation, and deep focus. 10 hours of 8-bit gaming ambience featuring chill gaming thrills, enveloped in high-altitude air travel. No talking—just continuous ambient sounds.
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This is a sequel of sorts to our Game Boy on an airplane episode from a couple years back. In this episode, we’ll be focusing on the imagined gameplay. The game occurring here is a sneaky espionage mission—but with space aliens, or something less currently happening in the world right now ****. Pew-pew extraterrestrial stuff, and if we have any subscribers on Orion, forgive me.
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Mid-aughts late night office ambience with drift for sleep, relaxation, and deep focus. 10 hours of office ambience featuring printers, typing, sparse notes, drift, and high rise building tone. No talking, just continuous ambient sound. And follow us in your podcast platform for more episodes like this.
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So this week’s episode cover image pays homage to Saul Bass’ opening sequence for Alfred Hitchcock’s film North by Northwest.
Do I really need to shout out Saul Bass as the inspiration for this week’s episode cover? Check out the clumsy Photoshop composition I made of a master’s work featured in another master’s work.
And next I will impart to you a moral principle from childhood I subscribe to… “Do unto others.” Which was said by—
Heavens, I just had an intrusive memory that is quasi related to the opening sequences of movies. Bluh. So when I was graduating from college I had “like totally mastered” Avid Media Composer. I was using the 90s-era titling tool in AMC to make rudimentary cartoons and was convinced I was the ****.
So when I started applying to jobs, I was applying to the big guys, and to stand out I was trying to be super creative. So when I sent a 30-minute-long collection of my Avid Media Composer title-tool cartoons on VHS to Imaginary Forces—
THE Imaginary Forces, the folks that pre-horrified the movie Se7en. They pre-excitemented the Raiden Metal Gear. And later did movie logo opens for Marvel and DC Comics…
And I just packaged up a resume and demo tape and sent it addressed to one of the top people. And to extra stand out: I printed personalized notes about my short history on fortune-cookie-sized paper and stuffed them into an envelope to bursting. I think I used four different fonts on that resume… Ooph if someone opened that demo envelope, it probably made a mess.