Sound Blog

this hidden bridge in greenville · May 14, 2005 by Matt Gilbert

JT, John, Will, Jon, Drew, and I took turns clapping, snapping, screaming, stomping, and yelling like howler monkeys. Below this bridge, with the curved concrete ceiling, every sound is wrapped back to you, I think twenty times sometimes if you’re loud enough. We had no clue what we were walking into.

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