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these are the Sunbirds that visit my garden every day, they are as fast as lightning as they flit between the fuchsias hanging full with nectar and have really loud calls for such small birds but they are a delight to watch, the males are very bright and colourful while the females are even smaller and very dull
A macaw's scream has been registered at 100-106 decibels. I have no doubt! This is our blue throated macaw letting me know his presence. He is not a screamer, per se, but all macaws instinctively scream at dusk (telling the flock to come gather for the night).
For crazy Tuesday's theme "sound".
The Greengrocer (Cyclochila australasiae), is among the loudest Cicadas.
Large species, such as the Common Greengrocer (Cyclochila australasiae), can produce a noise in excess of 120 decibels at close range. When you are in the bush, with hundreds of Cicadas singing, their sound can become deafening !/
La Cigale la plus courante en Australie (meme si je n'en avais personnellement jamais vu de pres) fait aussi partie des plus bruyantes, Elle peut produire un son excedant 120 décibels . à distance rapprochée.
Cyclochila australasiae mesure environ 2,5 cm de longueur, avec une envergure de 10 a 13 cm. Diverses formes de couleur sont observées, les plus courantes étant principalement vertes ou jaune brunâtre. Il a les yeux rouges.
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C-FDJP, a Hunting P.84 Jet Provost, taxiing in at London, Ontario.
Built in 1963, serial number PAC/W/21624 was operated by the United Kingdom's Royal Air Force as XR679. The two-seat trainer's single Viper 11 turbojet converts kerosene into droves of decibels as it produces up to 2,500 pounds of thrust.
This is the Savanna Sharpcollar Cicada (Oxypleuran herequadraticollis) just after the final mould (In Kruger Park). Some Cicadas live up to 17 years underground and their emergence and final moulds can come in real waves. Adult males produce high pitch noises of over a 100 dB, listen here web.facebook.com/zisanufarming/videos/the-sound-of-cicada...
The mecahnism they use for producing the loud sound is interesting and easy to find on Youtube but works using membrames and the abdomen as a air pump....
“When men do it, I call it a grunt, but the women’s is a shriek,” retired English tennis star Jo Durie told the BBC. “That’s the difference. The shriek is just so horrible. I can’t bear watching de Brito, and sometimes I have to commentate on her matches. It’s horrible and off-putting.”
Some consider it worse.
“It has got so embarrassing that you don’t want to be in the same room as your parents when it’s on TV,” Julie Welch complained in London’s Daily Mail this year.
“You might just as well have accidentally tuned into a porn film.”
Maria Sharapova has reportedly been recorded at 101 decibels, ahead of Serena Williams (88.9), and only slightly more than the woman many credit — or blame — for starting the whole trend. Monica Seles (93.2 decibels), who was inducted into the Rogers Cup Hall of Fame on Monday night in Toronto, was drawing scorn long before some of the game’s current stars had emerged from elementary school.
Seles, whom Navratilova once accused of sounding like “a stuck pig,” did not embrace the notion Monday.
“If you look back at tapes, as a nine-year-old girl, I was doing the exact same thing,” she said. “I think it’s unfortunate because men grunted many times before — Jimmy Connors (for one) — and nobody said a single word about it. With females, I think for a lot of people, it’s hard to accept when they’re strong out there.”
source: Canada.com/sports
Personnally, it is the only thing that bothers me about Sharapova...nobody's perfect ;-)
dehors bourdonne la station balnéaire
où s’entremêlent aux cliquetis du vent
le murmure d’une foule distraite
le filé des voitures qui survolent
le tintement des verres et couverts
face à la plainte du jeune goéland
qui quémande sa part d’agapes estivales
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tout, en villégiature, signe le superficiel
la légèreté d’être où sonne en boucle
le dernier décibel d’une valse
sans temps
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One is loud, but a group is deafening. I love these birds.
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Carolina Wren (Thryothorus ludovicianus) is hard to see but it delivers an amazing number of decibels for its size. The notes usually sound three-parted, as in "tea-kettle-tea-kettle". This bird has rich cinnamon plumage, white eyebrow stripe, and long, upward-cocked tail. www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Carolina_Wren/media-browser-o...
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Fondé en 2006 au coeur du vignoble nantais à Clisson, le HELLFEST est devenu en 19 ans le leader des festivals européens de Rock et Metal.
Chaque année pendant 4 jours , plus de 160 groupes viennent se produire sur les 6 scènes du festival pour y défendre les couleurs des différents styles de musiques extrêmes; Mélangeant les formations de légendes, les groupes en pleine ascension ou les pépites du milieu underground le HELLFEST fait vibre plus de 180 000 festivaliers en quête de décibels.
Le festival a aussi su de démarquer en proposant d'année en année de nouvelles installations pour garantir le confort de ses fans , mais également proposer une immersion originale dans un décor atypique.
Entre structures imposantes et ambiance post-apocalyptique en journée, c'est le feu et les jeux de lumière qui prennent possession des lieux une fois la nuit tombée pour transporter les festivaliers dans un univers hors du temps.
Founded in 2006 in the heart of the Nantes vineyards in Clisson, HELLFEST has become in 19 years the leader of European Rock and Metal festivals.
Every year for 4 days, more than 160 groups come to perform on the 6 stages of the festival to defend the colors of different styles of extreme music; Mixing legendary formations, rising bands or underground gems the HELLFEST thrills more than 180,000 festival-goers in search of decibels.
The festival has also been able to stand out by offering year after year new facilities to ensure the comfort of its fans, but also to offer an original immersion in an atypical setting.
Between imposing structures and post-apocalyptic atmosphere during the day, it is fire and light games that take over the place once night falls to transport festival-goers into a timeless universe.
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A little background to set the stage...
When Michele and I moved back from Vermont in 2002 the economy sucked. It was three months after 9/11 and there were no jobs. I looked and looked, and found nothing in the fields that appealed to me. On a whim I answered a notice from one of the local job sites - something about computers, children and West Point. Well, WP is only a mile from my house so I thought what the hell.
Well I got the job.
What it entailed basically, was I worked for the DoD on the installation of West Point in the Department of Community and Family Activities, within the confounds of building 500 under direction from the higher ups in building 681. The plain and simple of it - we were operating an after-school program for army brats - and I was the "tech guy." They all called me "Mr. Mike" and when another Mr. Mike started in the program next door I was "Mr. Mike 1.0" - they other dude was 2.0 cause frankly, I was smarter. I digress.
I was in this position for two years. We did Digital Photo Projects, made movies, played computer games, followed senseless calendars and played more computer games. I was a big kid myself so teaching things to kids who had just spent all day in school seemed pointless - they were kids, worse yet, they were Army kids - their life was confusing and stressful as it was - no need to make it worse. Well, this was a fact that my bosses refused to grasp. Well, they were too worried about themselves to care anyway.
So, in comes Ray. Ray was an outsider, trying like hell to be an insider. He and his sister were adopted by an Army family on post - his step-father played an instrument in the West Point band. It was a sweet gig and it enabled Ray to have a stable life on post - when a lot of other kids were being continually uprooted due to deployment and reassignments. Ray had been a local fixture for most of his life, and all of the adults on post knew him - for better or worse.
Ray's family lived just across the road from the Youth Center so he was always there until late in the evening - messing around with new programs, playing games, sitting on the other side of my desk asking "Mr. Mike - why won't they let us play America's Army?" "Cause it's violent Ray." "But Mr. Mike, it was made right down the road - and isn't the Army violent..." To which I would usually point towards the door and he would go grab a soda and come back in 5.
What Ray was most (in)famous for was his music ability. He would mix techno tracks on the computer that were really top-notch incredible. But the thing that made him really special was his guitar playing. For a time we had another guy working with us named Adam. He was a very good guitar player/vocalist and a veteran of Bosnia. Anyway, he encouraged Ray to bring his guitar in and play with him. Over the months Ray got better and better, and louder and louder. Eventually, Adam left for greener pastures but Ray kept on chugging along playing Stairway to Heaven 24/7 on his small amp.
Pretty soon everyone in the building began to take notice of Ray and his guitar. Sadly, a few of those that noticed were the Director and his Assistant who began to complain about the decibel level of his music and how it interfered with their internet surfing - I mean "work." Who knew watching your Yahoo Stock Portfolio could be a full time job and include the title Director. I digress.
And so one day Ray and I had it out.
"you have to turn it down Ray - it's too loud"
"your too old"
"wha what...screw that, turn it down."
"I thought this was a place for kids to have fun..."
*me dumbfounded*
"well learn some new songs...go down the hallway, learn some new ones and practice"
"I don't know any other songs?"
"There are like a million songs - you can't think of one you would like to play?"
"nope"
So this is when I made everyone's life in that building infinitely more irritating. As a joke I pulled up AC/DC on the computer. I played him "Hell's Bells" and instantly he stared playing along with the rhythm. Same with "Back and Black." This kid is amazing I thought. Then I brought up "Thunderstruck" and his eyes lit up - "omg that's not possible he said."
Well for the next weeks and months he must have went home and practiced that guitar intro over and over and over - because everyday he made it a little cleaner, a little farther - until he played it all the way through.
And, I can still remember the day that he did it, sitting in the study area behind my desk, focused on the stem of the guitar...later when everyone was hanging out in the public area he went down the hall to his practice space, plugged into his amp and rocked out - only to be kicked out for once again breaking the rules.
Some people just don't get it.
Flash ahead to Wednesday night, I am walking down an aisle of classic cars at the Bear Mountain Cruise Night and I see a big african-american kid in a Detroit Red Wings jersey coming towards me.
No way it can't be him.
It was. Big Ray. No longer a punk teenager anymore, but now a man. Staying out of trouble and trying to do the right thing - a lot more then some of the others can say.
It was good to see an old friend.
This one goes out to Big Ray, please play it LOUD.
The high decibel face of the Carnaval. The lone faux cosmos ( or is it a gerbera ?) flower at the back bears mute testimony.
Glitzy shimmering reds, purples and yellows go with a bit of dowdy greens into dresses with wild exotic themes. The sound systems deliver their deafening roar of thumping gyrating music and the young dancers enrolled to perform the street dances, execute every high stepping move that they can eke out in not so perfect harmony.
It is obvious this is an Arabian mid summer.s nigh dream of a dance extravaganza. Carnaval in Goa is held in February every year at 4 places. This was shot in the town of Margao.
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Sound is measured in decibels (dB). A whisper is about 30 dB, normal conversation is about 60 dB, and a motorcycle engine running is about 95 dB. Noise above 70 dB over a prolonged period of time may start to damage your hearing. Loud noise above 120 dB can cause immediate harm to your ears.
I am too old to take any risks - too many "Black Sabbath" concerts when I was young !
90 decibels. Loud as a jet taking off at 1 mile. On the streets of downtown Berkeley. Workers were MOSTLY wearing ear protection, I was glad to see, but it doesn’t help the passerby. I have a decibels app on my phone. They are vacuuming the sewers or something down there under the street.
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In summer it can seem that every patch of woods in the eastern United States rings with the rolling song of the Carolina Wren. This shy bird can be hard to see, but it delivers an amazing number of decibels for its size. Follow its teakettle-teakettle! and other piercing exclamations through backyard or forest, and you may be rewarded with glimpses of this bird's rich cinnamon plumage, white eyebrow stripe, and long, upward-cocked tail. This hardy bird has been wintering farther and farther north in recent decades.
The beautiful tiles work and architecture inside there the Shah Jahan Mosque, Thatta.
The mosque was built in 1647, during the reign of Mughal King Shah Jahan, as a gift to the people of Sindh for their hospitality. It has been on the tentative UNESCO World Heritage list since 1993.
The mosque is built with red bricks with blue colored glaze tiles probably imported from the town of Haala, Sindh. It has a total of 93 domes.
It was built keeping acoustics in mind. A person speaking on one end of the dome can be heard from the other end when the speech exceeds 100 decibels.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shah_Jahan_Mosque,_Thatta
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A simple check list of noise levels in everyday life--just showing that a decibel (loudness) level of 85 and above is damaging to your ears. The longer you are exposed to such levels, the more dangerous it is to your hearing function.
A noisy restaurant can measure 85 decibels without half trying.
Don't take this lightly folks. It's not fun (or cheap!) to be dependent on hearing aids, as I am. Not all hearing loss is a result of noise assault, but much is. Service in the military is one common and well known instigator. Years of listening to high-volume music ("rock") is another.
If you haven't already done the damage, take note and take noise seriously.
And if you already have hearing loss but aren't admitting it, or haven't yet taken action to 'fix' it with hearing aids, DO IT NOW. The longer you put it off, the harder they are to get used to. Having good hearing aids makes the difference b/n 'keeping up' with life, and falling behind--forever !!
Spread the word!