Wednesday, August 17

the voice of L.A

did i forget the sound? i mean. i ride and i ride, and i hear the sound of the street but it's so much more intense when i've been inside a car and then i ride the bike again. but the thing is, i haven't been in a car for a loooong time, thanks to the cycle gods, and now i feel habituated to the sound(s). oh, sound sense of marvel, come to me!
it will. i'm sure. but i do love when it comes to others, and they write it (mentioning the bike kitchen by the way), mr reed writes at the lavoice.org:
...Biking L.A. at night is an intimate romance with the streetscape. The smell of frying onions, the splash of tires through puddles from a carwash, the visceral WHOMP of passing boomcars ...
may he be blessed, and all of you who smell, feel and hear from your two wheeled vehicle-friends.
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Lauren said...

Yes, yes, my favorite ride in LA was from Western & Wilshire, up Harvard Blvd at night-I hear kids playing, the clink of dishes being washed, people talking to friends on the phone in many different languages, dogs barking, crickets chirping. It sounds like I am in a different place, a different country.

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