I am in Frankfurt am Main for one week. Next stop, the Maldives!
Below is my ‘blog,’ or journal entry in audio format – basically it is me speaking about my experience here as a tourist and as a listener. If you have speaker issues, or if you prefer to read rather than listen, click here for the text. The rest of this page are sounds I recorded in the city, many of them I feel are typical of the Frankfurt soundscape, while others are oddities.
Der Kaiserdom St. Bartholomäus from the outside, and a view of the organ inside. Below are excerpts from Sunday mass – listen to the über reverb.
Below, a laywoman sings solo with the organ playing gently, then it goes for the full stops when the congregation joins.
The priest sings, bells chime, bells toll,the congregation responds, all drenched in reverberations.
The huge organ, as seen above, plays and the congregation sings.
Cookoo clocks in tourist shops were common, and when displayed in groups like this they sounded like cricking insects that chimed songs and bird calls. Church bells from the nearby Romer area are audible.
A busking crank organ plays next to a subway station entrance. After I put a euro in his hat he let me turn the crank!
At the Palmengarten (botanical gardens), one room had the quintessential harmony of piped-in harp music, artificial waterfalls, one riley parrot, several european passersby and plants. Listen carefully and you can hear the plants!
There is something not quite right about the Alte Oper (the Old Opera House) above. Can you see what it is? Click on the picture for a larger version.
Buskers are common, and play music from many different cultures. I’m guessing the players below were from Turkey.
At the outdoor market on Saturday – bratwurst and apple wine! No audio for this, just good taste.
Below, at the indoor market, vendors and passersby. I highly recommend the iranian baklawa. My American tour guide gives some descriptions in English.
The Eschenheimer Tor, one of the last parts of the old wall surrounding Frankfurt. Airplane trails were everywhere when the sky was clear.
Below, bells toll in the distance, birds sing nearby. The amazing abundance of bells was my favorite part of the Frankfurt soundscape.
More bells, this time chiming the hour.
My favorite moment in Frankfurt’s streets was on the iron pedestrian bridge over the Main, the Eisernersteg, where I encountered this Romanian accordian player.
On the same bridge, seagulls loitered and swans glided. Below are seagulls crying.
At my friend’s apartment, air escapes from under cups. Church bells are audible in the distance, perhaps 1.5 km away.
Apologies in advance to all German speakers: below are the main German phrases I learnt and tried to use in day to day life. I call it my ‘survival German’. Click here for the phonetic text.