For most of my life I have enjoyed biking and walking through the trails at night. I explore the meandering paths by creek or riverside, venture through parks and fields looking for something unnameable or unknowable by day. There is a special beauty that glows faintly at night and I have longed to share that with friends ever since I was old enough to spend the night out by myself.
It took me by surprise when I realized that others couldn’t get out as I did. They held back by more than subtle threats and stories told to keep folks in their place. I was heartbroken and angry. I still am.
The show this week is about sharing the sounds I came across recently on late night forays down to the river by my house and in my backyard. The crickets, the random passing plane, the one off calls of birds, the sudden cry of something I do not know…  I recorded these in hopes to offer them as chances to participate in the space of the night for folks who can’t get out there for whatever reasons.
I hope you enjoy.