I am a ghost of sound

When I explain to people what I do, I usually tell them at the start that I make sounds for various BBC dramas. I tell them that I don’t wail like a baby, but I can shuffle around like a baby, or make the sound of a baby embedding a vimeo link to a wordpress page.

I like the idea of the ghost of sound. Another sound designer told me about the time he’d worked on a seminal episode of The Archers. Two male characters finally steal away from the prying eyes of Ambridge, hide themselves under the enveloping canopy of a polytunnel, just the two of them, the listeners hearing the first gay kiss on The Archers, all alone, and the sound designer standing precariously next to them on a step ladder waving a piece of wind-buffeted plastic sheeting. He was the ghost of sound.

Most of it though is making cups of tea for many a British kitchen drama… But! On some occasions I get to solve an audio puzzle: the sound of a chicken being plucked?: hair comb on the end of a towel; intercourse in a Victorian bed?: my foot on a squeaky hole punch; Serbian dog catching a grenade in its mouth:…. here is a video of it. I wanted to post it on here before I found it on a very niche Japanese website.