Ambient. White Noise. Rain on a Tin Roof.
Last night I woke up at around two in the morning and it was pouring rain outside. So I opened the window and set the phone on the windowsill to record the rain.
I am so grateful to be able to bring you the ordinary gentle sounds of the country. Sounds we feel deep in our bones but forgot were there. Sounds we recognise as the ancient latent memories we carry…
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