tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17085938.post4708931428317403239..comments2023-10-29T07:54:36.000+00:00Comments on georgiasam: Brain-Felchputhwuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05606399161863289851noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17085938.post-17941754766117767732007-10-28T13:58:00.000+00:002007-10-28T13:58:00.000+00:00orry., what was that you were saying? It's hard to...orry., what was that you were saying? It's hard to read straight with that picture of Ted Hughes looking like that up at the top. Then we seemed to be getting into James Merrill territory, and the next thing I know, a rant! A bit early in the day for us here at Baroque Somnambulists.<BR/><BR/>I recall - I know I do - hearing the weirdest thing in the world on Radio 4 one time (I know!). It was about, I guess, what you're calling EVP. I wish I could remember more about it, I'm sure it was 20 years ago... essentially the upshot was that some researchers discovered these voices on their tape, and after doing loads of recordings in different buildings they felt that the voices were in the <I>walls</I> of old buildings. Like vibrations from the past. On the radio they compared it to a dinner party, with everyone talking at once, except of course not to each other.<BR/><BR/>Strange. I've always remembered that, but foolishly thought it was a one-off till I read your piece.Ms Baroquehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01836227454899083962noreply@blogger.com