1st fortnight of Juny 2011 Barcelona. Montanyans 1 (Bº La Ribera)
A new dad’s first steps are always clumsy and imprecise. Luckily, babies, though have no patience, do not get frustrated with their caregivers (in that, they are clever from day one) and that’s the reason why they provide such broad possibilities: laughter mixed with weeping, calm and quiet moments mixed with anxious and hurried ones. Moreover, if your windows are wide open to the street, as the morning goes by the sounds of people passing by, of children playing in the park, of birds, of noisy shops (like the saw cutting at the butcher’s shop beneath), of people whistling, of the wind chimes on a neighbor’s balcony, of bells, of sirens, or the neighbor’s dog barking amongst others, configure a continuous flow of sounds that merges the public and the private, the articulated with the simple, the environmental sounds with those from specific activities, the meaningful with the mere anecdotal... and all this is spiced up with some music and other T.V. incursions. In the end, it all conforms a totum revolutum that involves and accompanies us in our daily routines, whether we pay attention to it or not: whether we take advantage of it or not.
English version: Noemí Aznar

You’re always late, but... (5/6)



It’s about time for her 2 o'clock feed. Of course, I was in La-La land and now I have to prepare the milk when she is already anxious and crying in dispair…
That’s my luck… I’m starting to whistle a song when the next one is already starting (1:20). The truth is that it doesn’t seem that the music is having any effect just by itself, and it isn’t until I am finished getting the bottle warmer ready and we start the dnce that she begins to forget her hunger.

(04:50) As the song ends, a dog barks as an answer to the siren of an ambulance or a police car. Such sounds slip into the room. For a moment, barking, music and sirens blend as if they all were part of a single composition. These are casual and subtle games to which we normally pay no attention but, when one stops and listens, they become quite entertaining and suggestive because, in the end, one can daydream and imagine anything at will…

(06:25) Sometimes it's not even necessary for the song to end: in an impasse, the taps of the bottle shaking inside the bottle warmer, a bicycle’s bell, and the warning signal of the bottle warmer configure a self-governing tune, its sounds almost concealing one another... and all at once with Alea’s hollers of hunger.

(07:35)This dignified and delicate song is perfect for Alea's feeding time, but also for the street and home sounds to dialogue and offer their subtle and random games. I adjust the volumen… and listen…
It is difficult to explain the sensations that invade me when I listen to such an arbitrary and fleeting sound blend crafted by the metallic strikes that alert us of the momentary presence of the butane delivery truck (which brings forward a spatial dimmension typical of a busy street) and the song that is currently playing (which resonates in the closed space of the living room). In addition, Alea’s suction to the bottle’s nipple (and the subsequent breaths that the bottle takes in order to recuperate the air lost with each suction) interposes itself amid the song of some birds that no longer chirp while flying but instead remain motionless, and it even seems, at times, that they intone a melody expressly written for this moment. Alea’s suctions braided in with the birds’ songs bare the value of this moment. Feeding time.
Also, in some occasions, the doors that reinforce the end of a piano phrase or the screech produced by the motion of the cab running through a small section down the arm of a crane (working on the lengthy remodeling of Borne Market) highlight a voice.

(09:45) These are individual, autonomous sounds with a life of their own but they all arrive on time, each one with its own idiosyncrasy, with its own attire and sheen, to an unscheduled appointment…

(11:26)To finish it all up, a great breath from the bottle seized by the claws of the beast!
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