<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368</id><updated>2012-01-18T15:10:16.417+01:00</updated><category term='citas'/><category term='Cocina'/><category term='45rpm'/><category term='ambientes'/><category term='música'/><category term='Tati'/><category term='Perros'/><category term='BSO'/><category term='Cine'/><category term='...'/><category term='sant pere'/><category term='Ampurias'/><title type='text'>Sonoalbum</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2514110300960079923</id><published>2011-08-24T17:30:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T17:59:23.871+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cala en la isla Sainte-Marguerite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8F5YeUOF3Kw/TlUfKQ1inqI/AAAAAAAABB8/SIYPV6xBRVQ/s1600/Creek%2Bin%2B%25C3%258Ele%2BSainte-Marguerite%2B%2528Cannes%2B-%2BFrance%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8F5YeUOF3Kw/TlUfKQ1inqI/AAAAAAAABB8/SIYPV6xBRVQ/s320/Creek%2Bin%2B%25C3%258Ele%2BSainte-Marguerite%2B%2528Cannes%2B-%2BFrance%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644451969157471906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="100%" height="81"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F21793218"&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F21793218" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%" height="81"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/augustocasanovas/creek-in-le-sainte-marguerite"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Creek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Île&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sainte&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Marguerite&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cannes&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; Augusto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Casanovas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/augustocasanovas"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;augustocasanovas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tras más de 20 años vuelvo a la isla  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sainte&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Marguerite&lt;/span&gt; (Cannes - Francia). Me reencuentro con este espacio que es tan salvaje y  nuevo como cercano y familiar. En tan solo media hora cruzamos la isla y  llegamos a las calas de la cara sur de la isla. Nos bañamos durante  toda la mañana en sus aguas cristalinas y aproveché para llevarme un  recuerdo sonoro en mi pequeña grabadora. Por mi recuerdo infantil de  este lugar nadan tortugas marinas, niños persiguiendo peces de colores,  el fuerte de "La Máscara de Hierro" y un buen hombre llamado &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Luc&lt;/span&gt;. Con mis compañeros de viaje el reencuentro ha sido aún más bonito que el recuerdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2514110300960079923?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2514110300960079923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2514110300960079923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2514110300960079923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2514110300960079923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2011/08/cala-en-la-isla-sainte-margurite.html' title='Cala en la isla Sainte-Marguerite'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8F5YeUOF3Kw/TlUfKQ1inqI/AAAAAAAABB8/SIYPV6xBRVQ/s72-c/Creek%2Bin%2B%25C3%258Ele%2BSainte-Marguerite%2B%2528Cannes%2B-%2BFrance%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4199674832694424236</id><published>2011-08-08T23:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T23:54:00.116+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saliendo del metro</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F20715148"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F20715148" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/augustocasanovas/trayecto-en-ascensor-estacion"&gt;Trayecto en ascensor Estacion Metro L3 Vall d'Hebron (Barcelona)&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/augustocasanovas"&gt;augustocasanovas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4199674832694424236?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4199674832694424236/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4199674832694424236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4199674832694424236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4199674832694424236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2011/08/saliendo-del-metro.html' title='Saliendo del metro'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-6196308859482847299</id><published>2011-08-01T22:36:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:01:24.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Braille</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-io_AwThA9S8/Tje3UQuwtPI/AAAAAAAABA8/xjn5oLW2hyg/s1600/600px-Louis_braille.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-io_AwThA9S8/Tje3UQuwtPI/AAAAAAAABA8/xjn5oLW2hyg/s320/600px-Louis_braille.svg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636175017393829106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F20265243"&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F20265243" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/augustocasanovas/braille-augusto-casanovas"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braille&lt;/span&gt; (Augusto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Casanovas&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; David Ciscar)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/augustocasanovas"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;augustocasanovas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hará ya un par de años que &lt;a href="http://www.sonabloc.blogspot.com"&gt;David Ciscar&lt;/a&gt; y yo creamos "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Braille&lt;/span&gt;". Se trata de una pieza documental sonora realizada con motivo del 200 aniversario del nacimiento de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Louis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Braille&lt;/span&gt;, el creador del sistema de lectura y escritura utilizado por los invidentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabamos a unos alumnos escribiendo un dictado con maquinas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Perkins&lt;/span&gt;, ambientes y maquinarias de una imprenta de sistema &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Braille&lt;/span&gt;, varias entrevistas, objetos y herramientas habituales en la vida cotidiana de un invidente, creamos un lenguaje musical a partir de los puntos del &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Braille&lt;/span&gt;, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este documental sonoro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;participaron&lt;/span&gt; muchísima gente (amigos, familiares, profesionales del mundo del doblaje, usuarios de comunidades sonoras) y grácias a ellos todo fue muy dinámico y fácil. Pocas semanas después de terminar el proyecto murió &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Josep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Antoni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Cerdán&lt;/span&gt;, hombre tranquilo, afable y gran profesional del doblaje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; que puso voz a una serie de textos dentro del proyecto. En el minuto 13:10 podemos escucharle interpretando un bonito poema&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-6196308859482847299?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/6196308859482847299/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=6196308859482847299&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6196308859482847299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6196308859482847299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2011/08/braille.html' title='Braille'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-io_AwThA9S8/Tje3UQuwtPI/AAAAAAAABA8/xjn5oLW2hyg/s72-c/600px-Louis_braille.svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-854944378291325543</id><published>2011-06-13T10:01:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T10:06:26.562+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Idea musical cinematografica</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="100%" height="81"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F14555014&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=1e5605"&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F14555014&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=1e5605" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%" height="81"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;   &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/augustocasanovas/idea-1"&gt;Idea #1&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/augustocasanovas"&gt;augustocasanovas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="productDetailsName"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-854944378291325543?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/854944378291325543/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=854944378291325543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/854944378291325543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/854944378291325543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2011/06/idea-musical-cinematografica.html' title='Idea musical cinematografica'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-545976328186298858</id><published>2011-06-04T20:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T20:34:06.920+02:00</updated><title type='text'>El Misterio de la Puerta del Sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-e_JSQUb00/Tep0v1BnBRI/AAAAAAAAA9o/NXnDEQh6Rcc/s1600/Cartel%2B-%2BEl%2Bmisterio%2Bde%2Bla%2Bpuerta%2Bdel%2Bsol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-e_JSQUb00/Tep0v1BnBRI/AAAAAAAAA9o/NXnDEQh6Rcc/s320/Cartel%2B-%2BEl%2Bmisterio%2Bde%2Bla%2Bpuerta%2Bdel%2Bsol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614428250507248914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"El Misterio de la Puerta del Sol" (de Francisco Elías, 1930) es &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;la primera pelicula española sonora. Yo la describiría como parcialmente sonora ya que utiliza rótulos en mas de la mitad de la pelicula. El empresario Feliciano Manuel Vitores&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;se encargó del sonido ya que compró los derechos del primer sistema de grabación sonora. En la pelicula podemos escuchar algunos efectos de sonido añadidos, como por ejemplo un cuco.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La imagen de este post corresponde a un &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cartel &lt;/span&gt;que aparece en una escena de la pelicula. Concretamente cuando los actores, que quieren ser famosos, acuden a un casting de una productora americana. 1000 pesetas del año 1929 debia ser una fortuna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-545976328186298858?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/545976328186298858/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=545976328186298858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/545976328186298858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/545976328186298858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2011/06/el-misterio-de-la-puerta-del-sol.html' title='El Misterio de la Puerta del Sol'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-e_JSQUb00/Tep0v1BnBRI/AAAAAAAAA9o/NXnDEQh6Rcc/s72-c/Cartel%2B-%2BEl%2Bmisterio%2Bde%2Bla%2Bpuerta%2Bdel%2Bsol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4339937757855563734</id><published>2011-01-30T14:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T14:18:01.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Terminal 1 despertandose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TUVjyYgAewI/AAAAAAAAA6M/tUjw-HipKiw/s1600/P1050884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TUVjyYgAewI/AAAAAAAAA6M/tUjw-HipKiw/s320/P1050884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567966231534795522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ambient_aeroport_el_prat_barcelona.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" width="150" height="20"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ambient_aeroport_el_prat_barcelona.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambiente de la terminal 1 del aeropuerto de Barcelona (El Prat). Son las 5 de la mañana, los trabajadores de las tiendas van llegando, las megafonias suenan casi en silencio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4339937757855563734?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4339937757855563734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4339937757855563734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4339937757855563734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4339937757855563734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='Terminal 1 despertandose'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TUVjyYgAewI/AAAAAAAAA6M/tUjw-HipKiw/s72-c/P1050884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-8629487953800501571</id><published>2010-12-06T10:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:05:23.852+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Escaleras mecánicas de Macy's (NY 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TPyxHJePFAI/AAAAAAAAA2w/651TePHKqFc/s1600/P1070106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TPyxHJePFAI/AAAAAAAAA2w/651TePHKqFc/s320/P1070106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547503577373545474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/escaleras_de_macys.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" width="150" height="20"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/escaleras_de_macys.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Macy's tiene su edificio principal en el centro de NY (34th St entre Broadway y la 7th Ave)&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La empresa se creo en 1858, y ya en la primera mitad del siglo xx instaló las primeras escaleras mecánicas que aun se conservan y funcionan. Son de madera y tienen un sonido muy caracteristico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-8629487953800501571?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/8629487953800501571/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=8629487953800501571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8629487953800501571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8629487953800501571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2010/12/escaleras-mecanicas-de-macys-ny-1.html' title='Escaleras mecánicas de Macy&apos;s (NY 1)'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TPyxHJePFAI/AAAAAAAAA2w/651TePHKqFc/s72-c/P1070106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4596657430536497803</id><published>2010-09-24T10:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T10:31:23.605+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nueva familia Mbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TJxdvra4kRI/AAAAAAAAA14/6GVCCD2jW3M/s1600/mboxPro-front_260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 163px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TJxdvra4kRI/AAAAAAAAA14/6GVCCD2jW3M/s320/mboxPro-front_260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520390316940103954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Avid lanza los nuevos intreface Mbox con un cambio radical en su diseño externo y algunas caracteristicas de los sistemas HD (24 bit @ 192 kHz y posibilidad de mezcla 5.1). Mbox pro ofrece 8 i/o simultaneas. Los precios de la familia oscilan entre 400 y 900€. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4596657430536497803?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4596657430536497803/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4596657430536497803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4596657430536497803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4596657430536497803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2010/09/nueva-familia-mbox.html' title='Nueva familia Mbox'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TJxdvra4kRI/AAAAAAAAA14/6GVCCD2jW3M/s72-c/mboxPro-front_260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4178205356877868874</id><published>2010-09-11T15:40:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T15:48:50.491+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicicleta Cuchara Manzana</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="258"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/st4mQx78u7s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/st4mQx78u7s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="258"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesante documental sobre el alzheimer protagonizado por Pascual Maragall. Diseño de sonido por Daniel Zacarías y Juan Sanchez "Cuti".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4178205356877868874?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4178205356877868874/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4178205356877868874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4178205356877868874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4178205356877868874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2010/09/bicicleta-cuchara-manzana.html' title='Bicicleta Cuchara Manzana'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-6890148833096781578</id><published>2010-09-11T09:04:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T09:11:34.618+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Telefono Citesa (Malaga) años 70's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TIsq_9iA8OI/AAAAAAAAA1A/0fbqsoueYgQ/s1600/cd325ba8d8b3f2d6b23829ccdd46d2ee_vip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TIlQpuBIgCI/AAAAAAAAA0g/BxkZr2YQ4GM/s320/Hollywood+Edge+en+iTunes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515027896349524002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Edge&lt;/span&gt; es una de las grandes editoriales de colecciones de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FX&lt;/span&gt;. Tiene unas producciones muy cuidadas hechas por grandes ingenieros y diseñadores de sonido. Casi todas las colecciones tienen un precio elevado. Uno de los ejemplos, es una &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;colección&lt;/span&gt; muy interesante llamada "Animal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Trax&lt;/span&gt;" compuesta por 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cd&lt;/span&gt;'s. Su precio es de $395 (y ahora esta de oferta, sino $495). Echando un vistazo en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Store&lt;/span&gt; he descubierto que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Edge&lt;/span&gt; tiene un pequeña parte de su catalogo a precios mas que interesantes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;además&lt;/span&gt; tienes la posibilidad de comprar solo el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;CD&lt;/span&gt; que te interese por solo 11.99€. En el blog &lt;a href="http://www.notessonores.wordpress.com"&gt;Notes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Sonores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;también&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;podréis&lt;/span&gt; encontrar una &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;selección&lt;/span&gt; de blogs y  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;webs&lt;/span&gt; donde conseguir colecciones de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;FX&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;fantásticas&lt;/span&gt; y baratas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-562872306404937160?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/562872306404937160/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=562872306404937160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/562872306404937160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/562872306404937160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2010/09/hollywood-edge-en-itunes-store.html' title='Hollywood Edge en iTunes Store'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TIlQpuBIgCI/AAAAAAAAA0g/BxkZr2YQ4GM/s72-c/Hollywood+Edge+en+iTunes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4004965769499440884</id><published>2010-07-21T21:40:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T14:56:05.668+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Eau de Jade" de Clément Bonin</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=13524171&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff9933&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=13524171&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff9933&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Eau de jade" es un proyecto de final de carrera realizado por Clément Bonin (École Émile Cohl - Junio 2010). Se trata de un proyecto de videojuego (pensado para Nintendo DS y Wii) en el que el protagonista tiene que conseguir agua de jade para poder deshacer la hechizo del espectro. Este vídeo es una cinemática de introducción (una breve sinopsis del argumento del juego). Clément ha desarrollado, a parte de esto, una demo muy elaborada y jugable en la que se puede observar con mas detalle los escenarios de este videojuego de plataformas y los movimientos de los personajes que ha animado&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mi grano de arena en este proyecto es el diseño sonoro: crear texturas sonoras, trabajar el tipo de voces de los personajes, recrear los movimientos que deben cubrir cada imagen, dar un sonoro movimiento a los objetos para que se vuelvan creíbles, etc...). La realización de este proceso fue muy rápida (un fin de semana),debido a la proximidad del &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deadline&lt;/span&gt;. La música está compuesta por Damien Deshayes, un joven y talentoso, compositor francés. Siempre es agradable participar en proyectos interesantes y desinteresados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4004965769499440884?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4004965769499440884/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4004965769499440884&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4004965769499440884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4004965769499440884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2010/07/eau-de-jade-de-clement-bonin.html' title='&quot;Eau de Jade&quot; de Clément Bonin'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3483116514382545051</id><published>2010-06-20T22:50:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T00:07:44.320+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Encuentro fotovoltaico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TB5_dXDZ6gI/AAAAAAAAAzM/EBAai4wmnuI/s1600/Francesc+Punsola+-+Parc+del+Forum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TB5_dXDZ6gI/AAAAAAAAAzM/EBAai4wmnuI/s320/Francesc+Punsola+-+Parc+del+Forum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484961538565073410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta mañana he quedado con &lt;a href="http://www.punsola.com"&gt;Francesc&lt;/a&gt; en el puerto del Forum, bajo la placa fotovoltaica, para grabarlo tocando la gaita. Ha sido una sesión de grabación muy entrañable donde han ido surgiendo, entre tema y tema, conversaciones sobre vivencias e historias sobre música, sonido y gaitas. Francesc toca la gaita escocesa y lo hace con verdadera pasión. Bajo la placa hay una acústica muy particular que hace que el sonido de la gaita se realce. Os dejo una pequeña muestra de lo que ha sido este encuentro fotovoltaico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/mostra_de_gaita_escocesa_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/mostra_de_gaita_escocesa_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PD: Aun utilizando paravientos de pelo (Rycote) el viento que circula en este espacio hace complicadas las tomas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-3483116514382545051?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/3483116514382545051/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=3483116514382545051&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3483116514382545051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3483116514382545051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2010/06/encuentro-fotovoltaico.html' title='Encuentro fotovoltaico'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/TB5_dXDZ6gI/AAAAAAAAAzM/EBAai4wmnuI/s72-c/Francesc+Punsola+-+Parc+del+Forum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3595030497140354803</id><published>2010-05-19T16:57:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:43:30.453+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Notas sobre grabaciones familiares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/S_QG8RuowzI/AAAAAAAAAys/YW-faab1u5U/s1600/gezellig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 34px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/S_QG8RuowzI/AAAAAAAAAys/YW-faab1u5U/s320/gezellig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473007079782925106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Para mi, es importante conservar ambientes y sonidos concretos familiares. Hay que vivir al día, pero también es importante recordar todo lo que dejas atrás. Los sonidos me ayudan a revivir de manera intensa escenarios sonoros pasados, objetos cotidianos que ya no lo son, personas que ya no están entre nosotros y escucharlos. Estamos tan acostumbrados a ver fotografías que ese salto en el tiempo no nos conmueve tanto, como tan solo la experiencia sonora. Escuchar un grabación familiar precisa de una atención, un reconocimiento de cada uno de los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;participantes&lt;/span&gt;, un gran trabajo de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;contextualización&lt;/span&gt; en definitiva. A medida que los años pasan los roles en las familias se traspasan, se heredan y eso en la grabaciones se nota. El protagonismo de los mas veteranos es puntual y &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sotovoce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; en cambio, la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;participación&lt;/span&gt; infantil llena todo el espacio sonoro. Los vídeos familiares acostumbran a ser fragmentados, momentos álgidos en los que el propietario valora la importancia del momento y desenfunda la cámara. El piloto rojo se enciende, una visión rápida del momento y volver a guardar la cámara para no perderse la totalidad del acontecimiento. No conozco a nadie que deje un trípode con una cámara grabando la totalidad de una celebración o reunión familiar. El objeto visual (cámara o grabadora) incomoda, y puede modificar la conducta. Es imprescindible camuflar el equipo (por ejemplo entre unos marcos o unas figuras), aunque no se debe ocultar nunca el hecho de grabar a las personas que participan. Esto se puede solucionar con un rápido "vamos a guardar un bonito recuerdo" y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;olvidandose&lt;/span&gt; incluso uno mismo del proceso. También debe existir una ética, si surge una discusión, el fragmento "afectado" debe ser eliminado o incluso la totalidad si fuese necesario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hace tiempo estuve grabando los comentarios que hacía mi abuela al mirar un álbum de fotos familiares. Sería curioso realizar la misma experiencia pero con familiares distintos y luego montar una narrativa desde perspectivas distintas. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Otra experiencia sonora curiosa y divertida de escuchar es grabar el momento de abrir los regalos en una celebración. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-3595030497140354803?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/3595030497140354803/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=3595030497140354803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3595030497140354803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3595030497140354803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2010/05/notas-sobre-grabaciones-familiares.html' title='Notas sobre grabaciones familiares'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/S_QG8RuowzI/AAAAAAAAAys/YW-faab1u5U/s72-c/gezellig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-5268094529102333547</id><published>2010-03-07T23:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T00:05:45.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizzi"caos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/S5Qw1XPypfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/yAwpRfnA68s/s1600-h/Altavoz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/S5Qw1XPypfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/yAwpRfnA68s/s320/Altavoz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446031542729221618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me inquietan las megafonias que no oigo o no entiendo... Quizás los tomates están más baratos... Quizás he perdido mi tren... Quizás hay que refugiarse antes del bombardeo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/pizzicaos.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/pizzicaos.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-5268094529102333547?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/5268094529102333547/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=5268094529102333547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5268094529102333547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5268094529102333547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2010/03/pizzicaos.html' title='Pizzi&quot;caos&quot;'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/S5Qw1XPypfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/yAwpRfnA68s/s72-c/Altavoz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-377807372341733895</id><published>2010-01-31T19:31:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:10:52.807+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mañana en la granja</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/S2XVdgurYGI/AAAAAAAAAv8/kNGF3CZOupg/s1600-h/recortable-vacas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/S2XVdgurYGI/AAAAAAAAAv8/kNGF3CZOupg/s320/recortable-vacas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432983228471009378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/13401y.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/13401y.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wood, N. R. grabó en 1897 para la Berliner's Gramophone, una recreación vocal de algunos animales de granja. Tituló su obra como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mañana en la granja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. El soporte y su estado de conservacion generan un gran ruido, y es que no debemos olvidar que esta grabación tiene 113 años. Podemos decir que Wood fue uno de los pioneros en la grabación de efectos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-377807372341733895?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/377807372341733895/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=377807372341733895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/377807372341733895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/377807372341733895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2010/01/manana-en-la-granja.html' title='Mañana en la granja'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/S2XVdgurYGI/AAAAAAAAAv8/kNGF3CZOupg/s72-c/recortable-vacas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7971926286851796811</id><published>2009-11-15T19:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:50:38.328+01:00</updated><title type='text'>De aeropuertos y controles policiales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SpRLKho5dJI/AAAAAAAAArY/bnAf5phoyf0/s1600-h/Magnetofonn+Philips+RK30+-+Abierto+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SpRLKho5dJI/AAAAAAAAArY/bnAf5phoyf0/s320/Magnetofonn+Philips+RK30+-+Abierto+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374002899560526994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Deambulando por Aachen (Alemania) descubrimos una tienda de objetos de decoración de los años 50, 60 y 70's. Al final de la tienda tienen un rincón dedicado a objetos electrónicos entre los cuales encontré al Sr. Philips: Un antiguo pero impecable magnetofón RK30 de maletín. Estuvimos paseando al Sr. Philips en todos los medios de transporte posibles hasta llegar a casa (andando, en bicicleta, en tren, en coche, en avion) Lo divertido fue al llegar al control policial del aeropuerto. Despues de pasar 4 veces la grabadora portatil por el escaner, (pensándose que era una de esas maquinas de descargas electricas)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me hacen abrir el magnetofón. Uno de los dos policias, indú bajito y con cara de guasón,  empieza a hacerme circulos en el aire con los indices de las dos manos mientras sonrie. El otro, alto y con aspecto de pescador de salmones, opto por hacer un examen mas profundo y destripar el equipo por si hallaba droga entre la circuiteria.&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;suerte que no metí en el equipaje de mano, unas bolsitas de leche de coco evaporada (tenia un aspecto absolutamente estimulante).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7971926286851796811?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7971926286851796811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7971926286851796811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7971926286851796811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7971926286851796811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/11/de-aeropuertos-y-controles-policiales.html' title='De aeropuertos y controles policiales'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SpRLKho5dJI/AAAAAAAAArY/bnAf5phoyf0/s72-c/Magnetofonn+Philips+RK30+-+Abierto+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-694016266984124487</id><published>2009-09-05T13:38:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:14:30.663+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Parara ra ri ro re ra re ro.... chimpón</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Después de una completa sesión nocturna de efectos sala con &lt;a href="www.sonabloc.blogspot.com"&gt;David&lt;/a&gt;, toca un descanso merecido. Me tumbo en la cama, apago el despertador y me duermo fulminantemente. Solo han pasado unas pocas horas, cuando de repente:&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/organo_gitano_matutino_05-09-09_plaza_isopo_-_toma_desde_el_balcn_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/organo_gitano_matutino_05-09-09_plaza_isopo_-_toma_desde_el_balcn_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rápido, busquemos una moneda para dársela (o lanzarla a mala leche) y que se vaya 3 esquinas mas abajo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enfin, hoy toca siesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-694016266984124487?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/694016266984124487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=694016266984124487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/694016266984124487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/694016266984124487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/09/parara-ra-ri-ro-re-ra-re-ro-chimpon.html' title='Parara ra ri ro re ra re ro.... chimpón'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2470559928205122466</id><published>2009-08-17T15:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T15:27:52.592+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Donde he dejado mi bici?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SolZkLxfh_I/AAAAAAAAArQ/0UGZaLtUQOA/s1600-h/P1020083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SolZkLxfh_I/AAAAAAAAArQ/0UGZaLtUQOA/s320/P1020083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370922508786567154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos de vacaciones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Muchas ciudades, muchas grabaciones, mucha gastronomía típica, increibles paseos en bici, mucho deambular por mercados y mercadillos, cervezas, muchas risas... y lo que queda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta pronto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2470559928205122466?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2470559928205122466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2470559928205122466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2470559928205122466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2470559928205122466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/08/donde-he-dejado-mi-bici.html' title='Donde he dejado mi bici?'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SolZkLxfh_I/AAAAAAAAArQ/0UGZaLtUQOA/s72-c/P1020083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7706106083264920456</id><published>2009-07-11T10:51:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:19:13.841+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mémoires sonores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SlhYITxsuYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/YUgl12KYihY/s1600-h/baschet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SlhYITxsuYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/YUgl12KYihY/s320/baschet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357128656528128386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Puisque la musique est faite de vibration audibles, je voudrais me référer un instant à nos oreilles. Ce sont vraiment des instruments exigeants et combien infatigables. Elles ne se reposent jamais. Je trouve symbolique que nous ayons des paupières sur les yeux, mais pas sur les oreilles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mémoires Sonores" de François Baschet. con introducción de Yehudi Menuhin. Editions L'Harmattan. 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7706106083264920456?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7706106083264920456/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7706106083264920456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7706106083264920456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7706106083264920456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/07/memoires-sonores.html' title='Mémoires sonores'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SlhYITxsuYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/YUgl12KYihY/s72-c/baschet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4178022421599371113</id><published>2009-07-05T10:33:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:23:25.990+02:00</updated><title type='text'>El estilo de Mr Hulot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SlDZZHkCvWI/AAAAAAAAAqA/QFHP7AjduCs/s1600-h/Hulot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SlDZZHkCvWI/AAAAAAAAAqA/QFHP7AjduCs/s320/Hulot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355018982493699426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;En el post anterior, tras esos sonidos extraños, estaba el mítico Jacques Tati en su personaje de Mr Hulot jugando al tenis ("Les Vacances de Mr Hulot" 1953). Roger Cosson fue el encargado de la sonorización de la película y que junto con Tati concibieron este diseño sonoro tan particular. En París, en la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cinémathèque Française&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hay una &lt;a href="http://www.cinematheque.fr/fr/expositions-cinema/tati/index/bienvenue.html"&gt;exposición temporal&lt;/a&gt; dedicada a Tati. Están expuestos varios objetos de sus películas, entre ellos el pez surtidor y una maqueta de la casa del cuñado.  El catálogo es una maravilla, está lleno de material gráfico inédito y anécdotas muy curiosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace un tiempo hice un post dedicado a un disco que reunía todas las músicas de sus películas. En esta ocasión quiero citar un segundo disco, regalo de Jordi y Odile (también llamados papá y mamá), que se llama "Tati Sonorama". Contiene un CD con todas las musicas y un segundo disco dedicado a "Bruitages" donde se reúnen todos aquellos elementos sonoros tan particulares de sus películas. Tambien podemos encontrar curiosidades como esta versión japonesa de la canción de "Mon Oncle" interpretada por Hideo Koh en 1958.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/2-14_mon_oncle.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/2-14_mon_oncle.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4178022421599371113?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4178022421599371113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4178022421599371113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4178022421599371113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4178022421599371113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/07/el-estilo-de-mr-hulot.html' title='El estilo de Mr Hulot'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SlDZZHkCvWI/AAAAAAAAAqA/QFHP7AjduCs/s72-c/Hulot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2930430649996538023</id><published>2009-06-21T11:19:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T12:04:15.192+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Que se esconde tras...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sj4EGhMXNpI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/OtQJGvxBZoI/s1600-h/Ambiente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sj4EGhMXNpI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/OtQJGvxBZoI/s320/Ambiente.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349717917398677138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoy os propongo un análisis sonoro. El reproductor a continuación, contiene un fragmento sonoro de una película clásica europea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ambiente.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ambiente.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Que pueden ser esos sonidos extraños que alteran ese ambiente de pájaros? Que imagen pueden cubrir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2930430649996538023?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2930430649996538023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2930430649996538023&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2930430649996538023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2930430649996538023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/06/que-se-esconde-tras.html' title='Que se esconde tras...'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sj4EGhMXNpI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/OtQJGvxBZoI/s72-c/Ambiente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1784128956467802851</id><published>2009-06-05T08:06:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:20:39.513+02:00</updated><title type='text'>El fregar se va a acabar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sii3uh5hN3I/AAAAAAAAAlI/sLd2JRSmqCs/s1600-h/dish_washer_robot_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sii3uh5hN3I/AAAAAAAAAlI/sLd2JRSmqCs/s320/dish_washer_robot_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343722967876581234" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curioseando por la red descubro un nuevo invento para los que no soportamos fregar los platos. Se trata de un brazo robótico que te enjuaga los platos y los coloca en el lavavajillas. Desarrollado por Panasonic este elemento puede manipular incluso vajilla de porcelana (que no es mi caso) si romperla, todo gracias a sus sensores de proximidad y agarre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez veo mas cerca el final de esas horas perdidas delante del fregadero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguramente este sonido sera historia dentro de pocos años, cuando el precio del agua y su disponibilidad esté absolutamente regulada y restringida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/fregando_los_platos.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/fregando_los_platos.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1784128956467802851?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1784128956467802851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1784128956467802851&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1784128956467802851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1784128956467802851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/06/el-fregar-se-va-acabar.html' title='El fregar se va a acabar'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sii3uh5hN3I/AAAAAAAAAlI/sLd2JRSmqCs/s72-c/dish_washer_robot_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1415180156208404382</id><published>2009-05-19T20:41:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:18:59.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Musicians</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/ShL907wmlBI/AAAAAAAAAlA/pCCF667XnxQ/s1600-h/Musicians+Semp%C3%A9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/ShL907wmlBI/AAAAAAAAAlA/pCCF667XnxQ/s320/Musicians+Semp%C3%A9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337607594224030738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempé es único. Sus dibujos son de una expresividad sublime. Me gustan todos: desde los sencillos trazos que forman un ciclista saludando a un avión, hasta los escenarios cargados de detalles con minúsculos personajes en el centro.&lt;br /&gt;Hace 3 años, la editorial Phaidon lanzó una edición de coleccionista de 24 laminas (en formato postal) donde hay una selección de dibujos de músicos. "Musicians" (que también existe en formato libro de bolsillo) es uno de esos placeres, que de vez en cuando hay que contemplar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reencontrándome de nuevo con este maraquero, de pronto ha sonado en mi cabeza "Té, chocolate, o café" de Tete Montoliu y su Conjunto Tropical (1956)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/12_te_chocolate_o_cafe.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/12_te_chocolate_o_cafe.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1415180156208404382?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1415180156208404382/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1415180156208404382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1415180156208404382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1415180156208404382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/05/musicians.html' title='Musicians'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/ShL907wmlBI/AAAAAAAAAlA/pCCF667XnxQ/s72-c/Musicians+Semp%C3%A9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2664608580784083601</id><published>2009-05-17T22:06:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:09:26.492+02:00</updated><title type='text'>El zoológico de la Clota</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/ShBviyssa_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/D4sIvye5Tls/s1600-h/P1010692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/ShBviyssa_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/D4sIvye5Tls/s320/P1010692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336888201949506546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La Clota es un pequeño barrio de Barcelona dentro del distrito de Horta-Guinardó. Realmente, es un pueblo nacido alrededor de cinco Masias. Prácticamente la totalidad de la superficie esta ocupada por huertos: lechugas, tomateras, limoneros, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Una de las atracciones para los vecinos del barrio, es ir a ver los animales de la casa de la calle Lisboa. Es una especie de Masia donde alrededor conviven conejos, patos, gallos, gallinas pavos, gatos, loros... hasta una gran figura roja de un buda (tipo restaurante chino). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/el_zoologico_de_la_clota.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/el_zoologico_de_la_clota.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2664608580784083601?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2664608580784083601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2664608580784083601&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2664608580784083601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2664608580784083601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/05/el-zoologico-de-la-clota.html' title='El zoológico de la Clota'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/ShBviyssa_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/D4sIvye5Tls/s72-c/P1010692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2496526838785553281</id><published>2009-05-17T00:22:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:13:24.454+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiencia binaural</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sg9CP8LvulI/AAAAAAAAAko/KlVpWoPf27U/s1600-h/Soundman+OKM+II+Klassik+A3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUNDMAN OKM II Klassik A3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sg9CP8LvulI/AAAAAAAAAko/KlVpWoPf27U/s1600-h/Soundman+OKM+II+Klassik+A3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sg9CP8LvulI/AAAAAAAAAko/KlVpWoPf27U/s320/Soundman+OKM+II+Klassik+A3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336556925078190674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta mañana me he dedicado a probar, en diferentes espacios, estos micrófonos (recién llegados a mis manos). Habitualmente utilizo una grabadora ZOOM H4 por lo que, he necesitado fabricar un adaptador "Y" (minijack &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-3,5 mm- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hembra estereo a 2 x jack &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-6,3 mm-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; macho mono),  para poder interconectar los dos equipos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sg8_dodPFSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/JqYDamCezto/s1600-h/Adaptador+Y+SOUNDMAN+-+ZOOM+H4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sg8_dodPFSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/JqYDamCezto/s320/Adaptador+Y+SOUNDMAN+-+ZOOM+H4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336553861766124834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros y contras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Las cápsulas son de calidad y ofrecen un sonido limpio. 20 Hz a 20 kHz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me gusta la discreción de estos micrófonos: puedes pasar desapercibido entre la gente que piensa que estas escuchando música con auriculares de botón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tener los micrófonos en las orejas da mayor libertad a las manos para poder realizar ajustes en la grabadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Echo de menos el poder monitorizar la señal que estoy grabando. (sería interesante poder disponer en el soporte para fijar a la oreja, un par de auriculares.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Son muy sensibles al viento. La simple protección de la almohadilla no es suficiente para soportar brisas un poco fuertes. La misma marca vende como accesorio un paravientos a modo de orejeras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Los conectores mini-jack no me acaban de convencer. Existe un accesorio interesante: un cajetin adapatador para alimentar los micrófonos con phantom (+48V) junto a 2 salidas XLR-3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A continuacion podeis escuchar un par de ejemplos de grabaciones binaurales. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Es necesario utilizar cascos para poder captar mejor la experiencia binaural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recorrido sonoro por el Mercat de la Llibertat (Gràcia - Barcelona).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sábado por la mañana. Paseo entre los puestos de pescado, fruta y carne. Debido a las obras de remodelación que se están haciendo, el mercado esta provisionalmente dentro de una carpa en la plaza Gala Placídia. Los pasillos son estrechos. Los equipos de ventilación generan un rumor bastante pesado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/soundman_-_mercat_de_la_llibertat_provisional.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/soundman_-_mercat_de_la_llibertat_provisional.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sentado en un banco de la Rambla de Catalunya (Eixample - Barcelona).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarde de un dia laborable. Los coches pasan por detras del banco. Delante están montando un andamio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/soundman_-_oyendo_la_gente_pasar_por_la_rambla_de_catalunya.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/soundman_-_oyendo_la_gente_pasar_por_la_rambla_de_catalunya.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el &lt;a href="http://desons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Quadern de Sons&lt;/a&gt; podreis encontrar una relación de los micrófonos binaurales que hay en el mercado y en la &lt;a href="http://www.sonotheque.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sonotheque&lt;/a&gt; podreis escuchar mas ejemplos de este tipo de grabaciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2496526838785553281?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2496526838785553281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2496526838785553281&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2496526838785553281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2496526838785553281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/05/experiencia-binaural.html' title='Experiencia binaural'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Sg9CP8LvulI/AAAAAAAAAko/KlVpWoPf27U/s72-c/Soundman+OKM+II+Klassik+A3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3125891767506802936</id><published>2009-05-05T22:26:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:53:51.551+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegía por una selva primaria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SgCmqzNkrFI/AAAAAAAAAjg/DoDAH6i3VFU/s1600-h/Imagen+sin+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SgCmqzNkrFI/AAAAAAAAAjg/DoDAH6i3VFU/s320/Imagen+sin+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332445213038521426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nos encontramos en el corazón de una selva primaria. El hombre, con su sed industrial, entra de noche en este paraíso natural y arrasa con todo lo que encuentra a su paso. Esta instalacion sonora intenta, sin talar ningún árbol, recordar que sólo queda un porcentaje muy bajo de estos ecosistemas intactos. En esta ocasión, nos permitimos el lujo de retroceder en el tiempo para devolver la selva a su estado original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Presentado en el Barcelona Visual Sound '09 (categoria : Natura)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/elega_por_una_selva_primaria_.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-3125891767506802936?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/3125891767506802936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=3125891767506802936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3125891767506802936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3125891767506802936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/05/elegia-por-una-selva-primaria.html' title='Elegía por una selva primaria'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SgCmqzNkrFI/AAAAAAAAAjg/DoDAH6i3VFU/s72-c/Imagen+sin+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1693450569791486597</id><published>2009-04-21T21:45:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:10:02.739+02:00</updated><title type='text'>¿A qué suena Barcelona?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Se4jDPpT4XI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CwKlEIVJ504/s1600-h/%C2%BFA+qu%C3%A9+suena+Barcelona%3F+19-04-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Se4jDPpT4XI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CwKlEIVJ504/s320/%C2%BFA+qu%C3%A9+suena+Barcelona%3F+19-04-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327233947872256370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un medio día antes de Semana Santa, nos entrevisto Jaume V. Aroca (periodista de la Vanguardia) a &lt;a href="www.sonabloc.blogspot.com"&gt;David&lt;/a&gt; y a un servidor. Frente a un plato de embutidos, unas cañas y nuestras grabadoras surgieron un montón de temas interesantes entre los cuales puedo destacar nuestra participación en "Freesound Project" y "Sons de Barcelona", la percepción de los sonidos que nos rodean, los equipos de grabación que usamos, curiosidades sonoras de viajes, etc. Unos días mas tarde nos vimos con Mané Espinosa, quien nos hizo las fotos para el articulo. Buscando espacios fotogénicos acabamos "posando" en el centro de la Plaça Francesc Macià. Aproveché para realizar unas tomas privilegiadas del trafico rodado desde ese punto. El &lt;a href="http://barcelona.freesound.org/blog/sons/augustocasanovas/ambient-transit-placa-francesc-macia"&gt;resultado&lt;/a&gt; lo podeis escuchar en el mapa sonoro de "Sons de Barcelona". Fue una experiencia muy gratificante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1693450569791486597?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1693450569791486597/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1693450569791486597&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1693450569791486597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1693450569791486597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/04/que-suena-barcelona.html' title='¿A qué suena Barcelona?'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/Se4jDPpT4XI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CwKlEIVJ504/s72-c/%C2%BFA+qu%C3%A9+suena+Barcelona%3F+19-04-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3602443805040812465</id><published>2009-04-21T16:47:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:21:01.087+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinfonia Estivill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Los ronquidos son un conjunto de vibraciones nasal-orales. Son graciosos... cuando no los oyes a diario. Los hay leves, los hay de tipo apnea, los hay que suenan como animales (incluso dinosaurios), los hay sibilantes... Os presento un ronquido de siesta resultante de una copiosa comida y de un relax vacacional. Evidentemente no desvelaré quien es el interprete... puede que seas tú. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Porqué ese sonido que se genera levantando la mejilla y torciendo la boca apacigua los ronquidos?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Es por una cuestión de volumen, de timbre, de romper el ritmo que generan los ronquidos&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ronquidos.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ronquidos.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-3602443805040812465?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/3602443805040812465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=3602443805040812465&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3602443805040812465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3602443805040812465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/04/sinfonia-estivill.html' title='Sinfonia Estivill'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-5126562875917962612</id><published>2009-03-14T10:41:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T12:43:38.819+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tunel de Lavado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SbuWwDf68KI/AAAAAAAAAio/ufnIsvVkS9M/s1600-h/tunel+de+Lavado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SbuWwDf68KI/AAAAAAAAAio/ufnIsvVkS9M/s320/tunel+de+Lavado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313005937730711714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           (Foto de Jandro López)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al no tener coche, los túneles de lavado no son un lugar común para mi. Ayer yendo de acompañante me dediqué a grabar varios ambientes de este espacio tan ruidoso y mojado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De todos los sonidos que fueron entrando en la grabadora (los aspiradores industriales, el ambiente de los coches en fila esperando, los engranajes del sistema de arrastre de los coches, un cuadro de mandos donde iban saltando interruptores que conmutaban las salidas de líquidos hacia el tunel, la comunicación entre los trabajadores a base de gritos) me han gustado especialmente los sonidos de la pistola a presión contra el parabrisas y toda la secuencia del túnel. Es hipnotizante el proceso de lavado: los rodillos azules, rojos y verdes circulando sobre el parabrisas, los tentáculos impregnados de jabón moviéndose i dando rítmicos golpes sobre el capó como si de una gran medusa se tratara, el proceso final de secado donde parece que estés dentro de una turbina gigante y las ultimas gotas corren por los cristales hasta desaparecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sonido de pistola de agua a presión contra el parabrisas (toma desde el interior del vehículo)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/pistola_de_agua_a_presion_tunel_de_lavado.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/pistola_de_agua_a_presion_tunel_de_lavado.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambiente de la secuencia de lavado (toma desde el interior del vehículo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/secuencia_tunel_de_lavado.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/secuencia_tunel_de_lavado.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-5126562875917962612?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/5126562875917962612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=5126562875917962612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5126562875917962612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5126562875917962612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/03/foto-de-jandro-lopez-al-no-tener-coche.html' title='Tunel de Lavado'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SbuWwDf68KI/AAAAAAAAAio/ufnIsvVkS9M/s72-c/tunel+de+Lavado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-860473347843010870</id><published>2009-01-13T18:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:55:35.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>En 15 minutos</title><content type='html'>15h45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viajo en Metro.&lt;br /&gt;Mi iPod me canta al oido una de jamie Cullum. &lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/wind_cries_mary.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/wind_cries_mary.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras vuelvo de nuevo al trabajo, alucino como una rumana (armada con un mapa y una gorra de barcelona) le roba a una turista oriental.&lt;br /&gt;Le llamo la atencion y encima se cabrea...&lt;br /&gt;Salgo a la calle y una chica me ofrece un café en la esquina. Starbucks esta en todo&lt;br /&gt;Me resbalo... no tiene gracia... al rato lo pienso y río...&lt;br /&gt;Trabajo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16h00&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-860473347843010870?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/860473347843010870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=860473347843010870&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/860473347843010870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/860473347843010870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/01/en-15-minutos.html' title='En 15 minutos'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-8728393889812370796</id><published>2009-01-09T22:12:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:03:06.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sono-juego: Que objeto es?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Tras unos (cuantos) dias de inactividad blogger(a), hoy os presento la segunda entrega de los sono-juegos (pincha &lt;a href="http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/el-idioma-de-las-puertas.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; para ir a la 1ª entrega).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primero Escuchad los 3 sonidos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/sonido_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/sonido_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/sonido_2.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/sonido_2.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/sonido_3.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/sonido_3.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El primero podría ser el sonido de una bisagra chirriante, el segundo podrían ser los sonidos que producen las zapatillas deportivas al contacto rápido con el suelo de una pista de baloncesto y el tercero podría ser el sonido de un avión aterrizando en una pista...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los tres sonidos han sido creados con el mismo objeto y ninguno de ellos ha sido procesado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Que objeto se esconde tras estos sonidos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este podría ser un pequeño ejemplo de uno de los procesos que mas me fascinan de la postproduccion de sonido: los efectos sala (Foley). Consiste en recrear aquellos sonidos (manipulacion de objetos, ropas, pasos, caídas, etc.) con el fin de cubrir todos aquellos elementos visuales en movimiento que componen cada plano y que no han quedado suficientemente presentes en la toma del rodaje. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-8728393889812370796?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/8728393889812370796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=8728393889812370796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8728393889812370796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8728393889812370796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2009/01/sono-juego-que-objeto-es.html' title='Sono-juego: Que objeto es?'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-6739983785533404225</id><published>2008-11-25T00:17:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:43:57.654+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ti ti, ti ti, ti ti...</title><content type='html'>Que odioso e impertinente es este pitido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace unos años entre los pasillos de los Ferrocariles y la Linea 3 del Metro (de Barcelona), hubo un señor que vendía despertadores de este tipo en una esquina. Sus despertadores sonaban como un loop-diario. Este sonido se mezclaba con un ambiente de gente con paso rápido y la música de algun guitarrista sonando en la plaza subterranea del metro de Catalunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/depertador_moderno_-_3_vers._alarma.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/depertador_moderno_-_3_vers._alarma.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-6739983785533404225?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/6739983785533404225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=6739983785533404225&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6739983785533404225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6739983785533404225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/11/ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti.html' title='ti ti, ti ti, ti ti...'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-5167784151383007252</id><published>2008-11-20T14:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:05:17.597+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Simulador de sensaciones 2 - Bajo el mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SSVtJQierzI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4oZenxO9bQ0/s1600-h/fondo-marino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SSVtJQierzI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4oZenxO9bQ0/s320/fondo-marino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270738944732868402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/demo_-_nuevo_tratado_de_sensaciones_sub-acuticas.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/demo_-_nuevo_tratado_de_sensaciones_sub-acuticas.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esta es la segunda entrega del simulador de sensaciones (pincha &lt;a href="http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/simulador-de-sensaciones-1.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; para escuchar la primera), en esta ocasión os presento este montaje sonoro que he hecho, simulando una inmersión en el mar. Feliz paseo subacuático!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-5167784151383007252?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/5167784151383007252/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=5167784151383007252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5167784151383007252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5167784151383007252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/11/simulador-de-sensaciones-2-bajo-el-mar.html' title='Simulador de sensaciones 2 - Bajo el mar'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SSVtJQierzI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4oZenxO9bQ0/s72-c/fondo-marino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-6419951281048991276</id><published>2008-11-10T00:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:19:23.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser tio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SRdvR1wSrLI/AAAAAAAAAf8/vJK8GfjugoE/s1600-h/Gise+embarassada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SRdvR1wSrLI/AAAAAAAAAf8/vJK8GfjugoE/s320/Gise+embarassada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266800641511173298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ser tio es empezar a querer a alguien que aun no conoces, ser tio es hacer el tonto para arrancarle una sonrisa a tu sobrino, ser tio es responder a preguntas infantiles que te desmontan, ser tio es ver como sus padres no duermen durante los primeros meses, ser tio es rastrear el barrio en busca de los cromos agotados de moda, ser tio es decir que si cuando es que no, ser tio es tender un dedo a una mano pequeña, ser tio es darte cuenta de que te haces mayor, ser tio es quedarte con el en un dia romantico de sus padres, ser tio es hacer con tu sobrino carreras de Scalextric la mañana de reyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En pocos dias nacerá el Sergi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicitats Gise y Xavi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-6419951281048991276?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/6419951281048991276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=6419951281048991276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6419951281048991276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6419951281048991276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/11/ser-tio.html' title='Ser tio'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SRdvR1wSrLI/AAAAAAAAAf8/vJK8GfjugoE/s72-c/Gise+embarassada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7656432452232560802</id><published>2008-11-08T14:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:22:24.905+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Escriu com si no fossin paraules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Balla com si ningú estigués mirant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estima com si mai ningú t'hagués fet mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Leido en "&lt;a href="http://elbardelspoetes.blogspot.com/"&gt;El bar dels poetes&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/02_-_h_in_new_england.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Max Richter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;H In New England&lt;/span&gt;" (del album &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24 Postcards in Full Color&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7656432452232560802?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7656432452232560802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7656432452232560802&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7656432452232560802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7656432452232560802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-6869738025962165281</id><published>2008-11-07T22:18:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:50:38.317+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Besos y mas besos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hay besos para todos los gustos:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Los besos ultra sonoros que dan las madres y las abuelas, el simulacro de beso de la gente "fina" que es en realidad un mejilla contra mejilla, el piquito tierno y el apasionado con tu pareja, los besos de esquimal,  los besos en la mano (que protocolario y carca no?), los besos pajarito que dan los niños, el beso lanzado al aire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Un beso es como el agua, no se le niega a nadie" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Anthony Padilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"El beso es un dulce movimiento que la naturaleza ha inventado&lt;br /&gt;para cerrar las conversaciones cuando las palabras se vuelven inútiles." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;br /&gt;                                                                  Ingrid Bergman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lluvia de besos (para todos los publicos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/pluja_de_petons.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/pluja_de_petons.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-6869738025962165281?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/6869738025962165281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=6869738025962165281&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6869738025962165281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6869738025962165281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/11/besos-y-mas-besos.html' title='Besos y mas besos'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2954626445502234806</id><published>2008-11-02T09:11:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:39:51.367+01:00</updated><title type='text'>El lavavajillas gritón</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SQ1huUY1-UI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1j2waL100uw/s1600-h/lavavajillas+candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SQ1huUY1-UI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1j2waL100uw/s320/lavavajillas+candy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263970987840764226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/sonido_extrao.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/sonido_extrao.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estos dias he estado disfrutando de las virtudes de un electrodoméstico con el que no estaba familiarizado: el lavavajillas. Siempre habia pensado que si tenias que aclarar antes de colocarlo dentro, pues ya te ponías, y lo fregabas. Pero no, ahora lo puedes meter, mas o menos, todo tal cual y tachán! el milagro. Pero lo mejor de todo, como neofito en el asunto, ha sido descubrir que el lavavajillas con el que he iniciado mi carrera por conseguir uno, ademas producía un chirrido espectacular. Ahora una de las preguntas básicas que le haré al vendedor de electrodomesticos será si trae de serie chirrido. Amigos... Candy me ha conquistado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2954626445502234806?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2954626445502234806/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2954626445502234806&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2954626445502234806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2954626445502234806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/11/el-lavavajillas-gritn.html' title='El lavavajillas gritón'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SQ1huUY1-UI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1j2waL100uw/s72-c/lavavajillas+candy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-5408003107075512488</id><published>2008-10-28T20:56:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:20:49.058+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Enhebrando pensamientos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SQdvBZ6mANI/AAAAAAAAAdc/l2bsF17nT8E/s1600-h/Enebrar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SQdvBZ6mANI/AAAAAAAAAdc/l2bsF17nT8E/s320/Enebrar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262296759532912850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoy he puesto a punto (por amor al arte de grabar) un viejo Revox b-77. Tras un buen rato de limpieza de cabezales y ajustes, he grabado algunas cosillas. Por un lado siempre pienso que es una lástima, que todo este proceso artesanal que hay que hacer con cariño, se haya perdido por completo, pero por otro lado pienso en cuantos dias sin dormir se tardaba antes para terminar algunos proyectos que hoy con la ayuda de un software de grabación y edición de audio se agilizan una barbaridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver las bobinas girar me imnotiza de una forma similar a como lo hace el fuego en la chimenea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vuelvo al trabajo... esta tarde toca instalar un software para convertir unos ficheros .wav en CCITT A-Law 8 bits. Pero lo que tendría que ser 10 minutos de reloj se convierte en un puñado de horas perdidas por incompatibilidades entre el sistema operativo, Barbabatch y QuickTime... un drama.... y todo para convertir unos cristalinos archivos de audio en un puñado de "rugosas" frases telefonicas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Miro el magnetofón....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No se si suspirar hacia delante o hacia atrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD: Al estar fuera de casa estos dias, no puedo editar y colgar los audios que he grabado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-5408003107075512488?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/5408003107075512488/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=5408003107075512488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5408003107075512488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5408003107075512488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/10/enhebrando-pensamientos.html' title='Enhebrando pensamientos'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SQdvBZ6mANI/AAAAAAAAAdc/l2bsF17nT8E/s72-c/Enebrar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-5433999763890386018</id><published>2008-10-16T22:42:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:27:35.672+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O... y por infrarrojos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SPes_pOJiHI/AAAAAAAAAdU/efrlXDGzrmc/s1600-h/Juego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SPes_pOJiHI/AAAAAAAAAdU/efrlXDGzrmc/s320/Juego.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257861299375278194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estos días estoy absorbido por la sonorización de unos juegos infantiles. La proximidad de las fechas de entrega y otros proyectos paralelos hacen que las jornadas laborales sean mas extensas que de costumbre. Las horas se extinguen a un ritmo trepidante, sin darme opción a ver lo que pasa mas allá del horizonte del ventanal del estudio. Una tras otra las sensaciones llegan y desaparecen. El teléfono suena pero intento convencerme de que no me ha distraído, la mirada se agarra a un puñado de coloridos archivos de audio... No me convence y vuelvo a procesar aquello que aun no he grabado.. quizás en mi mente... quizás en mi ordenador. Bombardean, los monitores, varios centenares de frases con fines educativos que pronto vivirán en las entrañas de un muñeco sabiondo... Mañana ultimar detalles y directo hacia la tierra del sol naciente. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Antes de bajar a dar la ultima vuelta con Miles pongo unos libros derechos... ojeo "Audio Wiring Guide" (John Hechtman &amp;amp; Ken Benshish, 2008 Focal Press)... un buen par de ideas me vienen a la cabeza para solucionar unos problemas de cableado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buenas noches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-5433999763890386018?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/5433999763890386018/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=5433999763890386018&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5433999763890386018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5433999763890386018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/10/b-c-d-e-f-g-h-i-j-k-l-m-n-o-y-por.html' title='A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O... y por infrarrojos'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SPes_pOJiHI/AAAAAAAAAdU/efrlXDGzrmc/s72-c/Juego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7954674742718831053</id><published>2008-10-12T18:01:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:55:29.151+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bach en el gimnasio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SPIkXuvd7JI/AAAAAAAAAdM/AqpvR138QbQ/s1600-h/Bach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SPIkXuvd7JI/AAAAAAAAAdM/AqpvR138QbQ/s320/Bach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256303705197505682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esta mañana he descubierto unas piezas de Bach que desconocía. Se trata de una recopilación de varios conciertos para 3 violines y 4 clavicordios del compositor alemán. Este proyecto lo produjo Peter Wadland a principios de los 90's, junto con uno de los ingenieros de música clásica que mas admiro, el señor Jonathan Stokes. Para esta grabación se escogió un espacio diferente de las clásicas capillas inglesas o de las grandes salas de conciertos. El productor, según los consejos del ingeniero de grabación, decidió realizar las sesiones en un gimnasio. La distribución de los músicos con sus instrumentos, las técnicas microfónicas utilizadas y esta sala tan poco habitual, hacen de esta, una grabación fantástica con la que disfrutar de Bach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/bach.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fragmento del &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Concerto en C major"&lt;/span&gt; editado por &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;l'oiseau-lyre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7954674742718831053?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7954674742718831053/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7954674742718831053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7954674742718831053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7954674742718831053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/10/bach-en-el-gimnasio.html' title='Bach en el gimnasio'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SPIkXuvd7JI/AAAAAAAAAdM/AqpvR138QbQ/s72-c/Bach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2717031337866558585</id><published>2008-10-07T11:26:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:19:29.833+02:00</updated><title type='text'>www.sonolibrary.com (en construcción)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sonolibrary.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SOsr6VFVruI/AAAAAAAAAdE/CEhLi9o8o5k/s320/image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254341671349759714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/04_sierra_circular_-_carpinteria.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/04_sierra_circular_-_carpinteria.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os presento la Sonolibrary, la web donde, en breve podreis encontrar una colección "fresca" de efectos de sonido para sonorizar proyectos audiovisuales. Cada uno de los efectos que componen la Sonolibrary estan grabados y editados pensando en los profesionales (y no profesionales) que van a utilizar este material. Una paleta de sonidos actual, que se irá ampliando regularmente. En breve podremos disfrutar de ella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2717031337866558585?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2717031337866558585/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2717031337866558585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2717031337866558585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2717031337866558585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/10/wwwsonolibrarycom-en-construccin.html' title='www.sonolibrary.com (en construcción)'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SOsr6VFVruI/AAAAAAAAAdE/CEhLi9o8o5k/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4436683978367478728</id><published>2008-10-04T08:44:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T09:17:53.679+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cagado de Miedo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SOcREpINjFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/YNUkJ1rHLx0/s1600-h/Logo+Cagado+de+Miedo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SOcREpINjFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/YNUkJ1rHLx0/s320/Logo+Cagado+de+Miedo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253186261808417874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Este logo substituirá los típicos carteles de Mujer / Hombre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cagado_de_miedo_-_demo_sonoalbum.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cagado_de_miedo_-_demo_sonoalbum.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estoy preparando una instalación sonora para un festival que dura toda una noche. Este proyecto se reproducirá en los servicios del espacio donde se celebrará el festival."Cagado de Miedo" intentará desasosegar o inquietar en un espacio muy intimo. Al que no le inquiete le distraerá y al que si, le ayudará a llevar a cabo aquello que se había propuesto al ir al baño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El miedo en nuestros oídos actúa de la misma manera que una ciruela en nuestro estomago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4436683978367478728?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4436683978367478728/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4436683978367478728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4436683978367478728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4436683978367478728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/10/cagado-de-miedo.html' title='Cagado de Miedo'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SOcREpINjFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/YNUkJ1rHLx0/s72-c/Logo+Cagado+de+Miedo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-560100617139610707</id><published>2008-09-28T20:18:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:51:29.789+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Libreria de Sonido - Vol.1 "Cocina"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SN_Ma-tSrzI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Lm3JCngJ5_0/s1600-h/Exprimidor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SN_Ma-tSrzI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Lm3JCngJ5_0/s320/Exprimidor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251140454418919218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/preview_cocina.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/preview_cocina.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde hace un tiempo llevo realizando grabaciones relacionadas con la cocina (ambientes, electrodomésticos, utensilios, comida, acciones, etc.). Todo ello formará parte del primer volumen de la libreria que estoy elaborando. He hecho una breve demo de lo que vendrá a ser este proyecto inicial. El Vol. 1 "Cocina" constará de aproximadamente unos 800 efectos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-560100617139610707?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/560100617139610707/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=560100617139610707&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/560100617139610707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/560100617139610707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/09/libreria-de-sonido-vol1-cocina.html' title='Libreria de Sonido - Vol.1 &quot;Cocina&quot;'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SN_Ma-tSrzI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Lm3JCngJ5_0/s72-c/Exprimidor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-933984772788037257</id><published>2008-09-28T11:09:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T11:42:31.546+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lorito Lorito grrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SN9MI_fTUZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4eXqdu6lju0/s1600-h/cotorro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SN9MI_fTUZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4eXqdu6lju0/s320/cotorro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250999407902675346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/loritos_de_barcelona.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/loritos_de_barcelona.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Las cotorras de Barcelona son originarias de Argentina. Hay quien dice que alguien abandonó a una pareja, otros dicen que se escaparon del zoo... lo que si es verdad es que se han convertido en la segunda especie de ave mas común en la ciudad. Están por nuestras calles desde finales de los 70's. Su peculiar sonido es ya habitual en los ambientes sonoros de la ciudad. Acostumbran a ir siempre cargadas con ramas muy grandes con las que hacen sus nidos, y que algunos alcanzan hasta los 50 kilos de peso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Estas cotorritas estaban en un palmera esta mañana en la esquina de  av. "Marti Codolar" con la calle "Granja Vella". 10h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-933984772788037257?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/933984772788037257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=933984772788037257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/933984772788037257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/933984772788037257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/09/lorito-lorito-grrrr.html' title='Lorito Lorito grrrr'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SN9MI_fTUZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4eXqdu6lju0/s72-c/cotorro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7896212488775069150</id><published>2008-09-27T23:09:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:41:26.888+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Futbol de club de barrio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SN6hSpRG7NI/AAAAAAAAAbw/_M3QGN9PFpQ/s1600-h/futbol500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SN6hSpRG7NI/AAAAAAAAAbw/_M3QGN9PFpQ/s320/futbol500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250811557247904978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Foto de un partido amateur de principio de los 80's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/futbol_blog.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Como ya he dicho en otros post, el fútbol no me apasiona pero hoy me he quedado asombrado del ambiente sonoro que se percibe en un partido de fútbol de barrio. Por la zona del Carmelo, al lado del Parque Güell, hay un campo donde se disputan cada fin de semana encuentros de categorias no profesionales. Yendo los tres de paseo por los caminos del parque, he oído a lo lejos que un grupo de individuos se comunicaban con un lenguaje primario y desconocido. Mas cerca y con la ayuda del silbato y el típico rumor de radio formula de chiringuito, todo quedaba claro. Seguro que a muchos de estos jugadores les gustaría jugar en la liga de 1ª división pero creo que perderían la esencia de este subgénero tan chulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Llarga vida als partits de futbol de costellada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7896212488775069150?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7896212488775069150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7896212488775069150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7896212488775069150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7896212488775069150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/09/futbol-de-club-de-barrio.html' title='Futbol de club de barrio'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SN6hSpRG7NI/AAAAAAAAAbw/_M3QGN9PFpQ/s72-c/futbol500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2242844876140642220</id><published>2008-09-24T23:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:19:33.435+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La hucha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SNq8MMUZdwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/yVyuHtgQyCg/s1600-h/Cerdito+final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SNq8MMUZdwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/yVyuHtgQyCg/s320/Cerdito+final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249715233304966914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash"     data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/abrir_la_hucha_cerdo.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"         height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/abrir_la_hucha_cerdo.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2242844876140642220?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2242844876140642220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2242844876140642220&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2242844876140642220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2242844876140642220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/09/la-hucha.html' title='La hucha'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SNq8MMUZdwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/yVyuHtgQyCg/s72-c/Cerdito+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1691829596867108965</id><published>2008-09-24T21:22:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:36:58.020+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mañana de "Festa Major"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SNqWM4t0RKI/AAAAAAAAAaE/k2w80oRi1MI/s1600-h/Imagen+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SNqWM4t0RKI/AAAAAAAAAaE/k2w80oRi1MI/s320/Imagen+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249673463780885666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/el_gegant_del_pi.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/el_gegant_del_pi.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta mañana en la plaza Sant Jaume se han concentrado todas las agrupaciones de "geganters" de la ciudad para hacer el tradicional baile de "gegants". Ha sido la primera vez que he asistido a este espectáculo aunque otras veces los he visto en la Xambanga nocturna que los lleva hasta la plaça del ayuntamiento. Esta actividad ha reunido a muchísimos niños y no tan niños para disfrutar de una mañana a pleno sol llena de grallas, timbales y coreografías de altura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1691829596867108965?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1691829596867108965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1691829596867108965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1691829596867108965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1691829596867108965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/09/maana-de-festa-major.html' title='Mañana de &quot;Festa Major&quot;'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SNqWM4t0RKI/AAAAAAAAAaE/k2w80oRi1MI/s72-c/Imagen+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-5849777824054445222</id><published>2008-09-14T10:53:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T11:09:39.732+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ric Viers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMzUqudFUlI/AAAAAAAAAY8/I0dI5Vj60Xs/s1600-h/bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMzUqudFUlI/AAAAAAAAAY8/I0dI5Vj60Xs/s320/bible.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245801496469394002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.ricviers.com/libraries.htm"&gt;Ric Viers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ha realizado una gran numero de  grabaciones para colecciones de efectos de sonido. Este próximo mes de octubre sale a la venta un libro, escrito por el, dedicado a los SFX (Sound Effects). Podemos decir que es el primer libro que trata exclusivamente este fascinante tema. Un compendio de técnicas de diseño, grabación y edición de efectos que seguro sera interesante leer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En amazon se puede realizar una &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sound-Effects-Bible-Create-Hollywood/dp/1932907483/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1221382894&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;pre-orden de compra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-5849777824054445222?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/5849777824054445222/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=5849777824054445222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5849777824054445222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5849777824054445222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/09/ric-viers.html' title='Ric Viers'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMzUqudFUlI/AAAAAAAAAY8/I0dI5Vj60Xs/s72-c/bible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-8160421708502731592</id><published>2008-09-12T09:53:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:24:35.159+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Paseo matutino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMom_D2-E7I/AAAAAAAAAX8/rJQz5pEDeWA/s1600-h/Vistas+sobre+el+Vall+d%27hebron+%2812-09-2008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMom_D2-E7I/AAAAAAAAAX8/rJQz5pEDeWA/s320/Vistas+sobre+el+Vall+d%27hebron+%2812-09-2008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245047580835845042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/coches_pasando_lateral_ronda.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/coches_pasando_lateral_ronda.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El dia se ha despertado nublado. Miles y yo bajamos de paseo antes de que caiga uno de esos chaparrones veraniegos. Llegamos al lateral de la ronda. Disfruto de las vistas y de este día de puente (para mi). Detrás nuestro los coches devoran la ronda como cualquier otro dia laborable. Se levanta un viento desapacible... nos volvemos a casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-8160421708502731592?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/8160421708502731592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=8160421708502731592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8160421708502731592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8160421708502731592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/09/paseo-matutino.html' title='Paseo matutino'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMom_D2-E7I/AAAAAAAAAX8/rJQz5pEDeWA/s72-c/Vistas+sobre+el+Vall+d%27hebron+%2812-09-2008%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-8773348224976423465</id><published>2008-09-06T10:45:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:00:17.246+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Casa Lolo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMJG88uF5mI/AAAAAAAAAXk/pvpxSWQhQJ8/s1600-h/casa+lolo+ok.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMJG88uF5mI/AAAAAAAAAXk/pvpxSWQhQJ8/s320/casa+lolo+ok.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242830929118226018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ambiente_bar_de_aperitivos_junto_mercat_sant_antoni_-_15de_junio_2008.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ambiente_bar_de_aperitivos_junto_mercat_sant_antoni_-_15de_junio_2008.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alexisromestudio.eu/web/index.php?idioma=es"&gt;Alexis Rom&lt;/a&gt; es el diseñador de "Casa Lolo", un sitio carismático e imaginario donde se pueden degustar una tapas riquísimas. Este diseñador empezó hace 6 años realizando una amplia variedad de productos con sus divertidos diseños (tacitas de café, delantales, posters, imanes, etc.). Este mes de Septiembre se cumple el deseo de Alexis Rom y se inaugurará "Casa Lolo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TAPAS CASA LOLO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C/ Arizala 5-7 Barcelona (metro: L5 Badal o Collblanc)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para más información 93 414 44 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-8773348224976423465?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/8773348224976423465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=8773348224976423465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8773348224976423465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8773348224976423465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/09/casa-lolo.html' title='Casa Lolo'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMJG88uF5mI/AAAAAAAAAXk/pvpxSWQhQJ8/s72-c/casa+lolo+ok.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3132345888580342701</id><published>2008-09-06T09:26:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:51:40.633+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMIzjWwtzbI/AAAAAAAAAXM/7-6zJNYjRDM/s1600-h/Brotes+de+pies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMIzjWwtzbI/AAAAAAAAAXM/7-6zJNYjRDM/s320/Brotes+de+pies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242809598711025074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/brotes.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/brotes.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragmento de la obertura del disco "&lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/cd/wahmusic1"&gt;Savasana&lt;/a&gt;" de Wah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nacer como nace una planta, crecer poquito a poco... brota primero un pie... luego una pierna. Los sonidos de este parto natural son pausados, relajados... no hay dolor, no hay líquidos... el cuento de la semillita hecho realidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para Barbara e Ingrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-3132345888580342701?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/3132345888580342701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=3132345888580342701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3132345888580342701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3132345888580342701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/09/brotes.html' title='Brotes'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SMIzjWwtzbI/AAAAAAAAAXM/7-6zJNYjRDM/s72-c/Brotes+de+pies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-766263873999600343</id><published>2008-08-28T23:37:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T17:39:10.997+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tony Schwartz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SLfE-Xyhh0I/AAAAAAAAAWE/qAKRJ8bcYiw/s1600-h/hipo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SLfE-Xyhh0I/AAAAAAAAAWE/qAKRJ8bcYiw/s320/hipo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239873267285722946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bucando librerías de sonidos de los años 50's y 60's (del siglo pasado), he descubierto a un gurú del &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sound Field Recording, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tonyschwartz.org/"&gt;Tony Schwartz&lt;/a&gt; (1923-2008). Este documentalista sonoro realizó durante 31 años (1945-1976) un programa de radio en la  WNYC sobre gente y sonidos de Nueva York. Entre sus grabaciones podemos encontrar: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sound's of My City&lt;/span&gt; (sonidos de la ciudad junto con algún testimonial), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A Dog's Life&lt;/span&gt; (Sonidos de la vida cotidiana de un perro de ciudad y de los dueños de perros), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Music in the street&lt;/span&gt; (una selección de músicas de todos los rincones del mundo tocadas en la calles de NY), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The New York Taxi Driver&lt;/span&gt; (conversaciones con un taxista de Nueva York) y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sound Of Children &lt;/span&gt;(sonidos de niños jugando). Fue, en definitiva, un sociólogo sonoro que plasmó en sus cintas magnéticas una época y una manera de pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gran parte de su obra sonora la podemos encontrar en el fantástico store on-line:  &lt;a href="http://www.smithsonianglobalsound.org/"&gt;Smithsonian Global Sound&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smithsonianglobalsound.org/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smithsonianglobalsound.org/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/muestra_tony_schwartz.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smithsonianglobalsound.org/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/766263873999600343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/08/tony-schwartz.html' title='Tony Schwartz'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SLfE-Xyhh0I/AAAAAAAAAWE/qAKRJ8bcYiw/s72-c/hipo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-5759976679418687508</id><published>2008-08-27T22:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:26:54.175+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gran edición de video y remix</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CbF_0i0S37A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CbF_0i0S37A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-5759976679418687508?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/5759976679418687508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=5759976679418687508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5759976679418687508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5759976679418687508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/08/gran-edicin-de-video-y-remix.html' title='Gran edición de video y remix'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4480558273746663217</id><published>2008-08-26T20:05:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:53:25.640+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La fresquera en apuros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SLRGinBkAsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/5KxfuSlbQXY/s1600-h/Nevera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SLRGinBkAsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/5KxfuSlbQXY/s320/Nevera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238889826943763138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cocina_-_interior_nevera.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cocina_-_interior_nevera.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mes de Agosto, se va la luz. El pánico se desata, la nevera y el congelador están lo suficientemente llenos como para que te plantees incluso pedirle al vecino (que solo lo conoces por su  huella de moho en la pared que une vuestros pisos y por su saludo matutino) asilo glaciar en su nevera. Pasan algunos minutos... durante ese rato descartas visitar de manera interesada a tu vecino e intentas preparar una nevera de camping o bolsas de congelados con el poco hielo de dos cubiteras. De pronto se hace la luz. El sonoro rumor del motor viejo de la nevera alivia nuestros oídos y a su vez nuestro bolsillo. La cadena de congelado se ha ido al traste. Propones a tu pareja o familia un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Chop Suey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; de cosas de origen congelado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4480558273746663217?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4480558273746663217/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4480558273746663217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4480558273746663217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4480558273746663217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-fresquera-en-apuros.html' title='La fresquera en apuros'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SLRGinBkAsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/5KxfuSlbQXY/s72-c/Nevera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7203984835350458466</id><published>2008-08-22T14:03:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:12:16.466+02:00</updated><title type='text'>JK 5022</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SK6tL-BkuFI/AAAAAAAAAUI/j1pMySD5Dqc/s1600-h/Imagen+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SK6tL-BkuFI/AAAAAAAAAUI/j1pMySD5Dqc/s320/Imagen+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237313837818230866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Viñeta de Idígoras y Pachi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;publicada en El Mundo el Jueves 21 de Agosto de 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El avión es un medio de transporte al cual le tengo un respeto considerable... mas bien miedo. Me alucina que hayan leyes físicas que puedan propulsar y mantener una mole de esas dimensiones a tantos metros del suelo. Pero lo que me sobrecoge  con diferencia es el ruido de los motores a reacción en el despegue, el impacto de las ruedas durante el aterrizaje, el Ping de atarse los cinturones. Antes las azafatas tenían un gesto sereno lo que generaba en mi una tranquilidad (aunque pudieran haber unas sacudidas dignas de película) pero con los vuelos de bajo coste hasta eso han recortado.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La noche anterior al terrible accidente de Barajas viajé en avión. Nos tuvieron esperando en pista, dentro del avión, 45 minutos por unos problemas que ninguna persona de la tripulación nos quiso aclarar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo no funciona en este negocio. Si estiras demasiado... se rompe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 minuto de silencio por la victimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/1_minuto_de_silencio.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/1_minuto_de_silencio.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras esperaba nuestro vuelo a Londres, en el aeropuerto del Prat (14 de agosto 2008), estuve grabando el &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hall&lt;/span&gt; de la terminal B. Al principio de la grabación se puede escuchar como una chica le dice a otra que ella no ha estado nunca en barajas. Ojala el pasado dia 20 de Agosto nadie hubiese estado en Barajas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/aeropuerto_del_prat_barcelona_-_ambiente_hall_-_terminal_b.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/aeropuerto_del_prat_barcelona_-_ambiente_hall_-_terminal_b.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7203984835350458466?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7203984835350458466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7203984835350458466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7203984835350458466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7203984835350458466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/08/jk-5022.html' title='JK 5022'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SK6tL-BkuFI/AAAAAAAAAUI/j1pMySD5Dqc/s72-c/Imagen+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-8168764053091578375</id><published>2008-08-22T12:56:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:10:41.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stylophone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SK6biOISJoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OUGfQCty1U4/s1600-h/IMGP1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SK6biOISJoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OUGfQCty1U4/s320/IMGP1199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237294428889163394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ejemplo sin vibrato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/organo_limpio.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/organo_limpio.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ejemplo con vibrato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/organo_con_vibrato.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/organo_con_vibrato.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paseando por Londres he encontrado, en una tienda de segunda mano, este fantástico Stylophone original de los años 70's. El Stylophone es un instrumento electrónico (en miniatura) compuesto por un teclado de 20 notas y un lápiz conectado por cable. Cuando la punta metálica del lapiz toca sobre el teclado, también metálico, se cierra el circuito y suena la nota. Al principio (1967) se vendió mas como gadget que como instrumento, aunque algunos músicos como David Bowie (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Space Oddity&lt;/span&gt;), Kraftwek y Pulp lo utilizaron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-8168764053091578375?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/8168764053091578375/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=8168764053091578375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8168764053091578375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8168764053091578375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/08/ejemplo-sin-vibrato-ejemplo-con-vibrato.html' title='Stylophone'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SK6biOISJoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OUGfQCty1U4/s72-c/IMGP1199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2402465418921783983</id><published>2008-08-20T13:15:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T17:19:04.487+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Percusión Acuática</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SKv_uCHrJvI/AAAAAAAAATc/MDBe-IMJ-jU/s1600-h/tolav_+watermusic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SKv_uCHrJvI/AAAAAAAAATc/MDBe-IMJ-jU/s320/tolav_+watermusic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236560158056457970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/water_music_-_isla_de_gaua_vanuatu_-_ejemplo_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/water_music_-_isla_de_gaua_vanuatu_-_ejemplo_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;En la Isla de Gaua (Vanuatu -Pacífico Sur-) existe un expresión cultural única: Las canciones acompañadas por percusión acuática. Las cantan y tocan, principalmente, mujeres. Con las manos baten, acompasadas, la superficie del agua durante el tiempo que dura cada composición, que se traduce en una leyenda. A través de una danza introductoria, algunas de estas leyendas nos hablan de cómo los delfines respiran en la superficie del mar, las libélulas se sientan en el agua o los patos se balancean al compás del agua antes de echarse a volar de nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2402465418921783983?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2402465418921783983/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2402465418921783983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2402465418921783983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2402465418921783983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/08/percusin-acutica.html' title='Percusión Acuática'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SKv_uCHrJvI/AAAAAAAAATc/MDBe-IMJ-jU/s72-c/tolav_+watermusic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4208070813537051845</id><published>2008-08-10T11:33:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T17:21:06.514+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuente de diversión</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;En el pueblo cuando hace calor los niños juegan en la fuente. Primero se mojan las manos y poco a poco acaban empapados. Jugar a mojarse provoca risas, despierta la imaginación, hace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;estar en grupo, cansa. Es uno de esos juegos esenciales... no necesitas saber las reglas para jugar, por ello juegan niños de todas las edades. Si la tarde es calurosa el sol borrará las huellas del divertido delito. Despues... la calma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/nens_jugant.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/nens_jugant.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4208070813537051845?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4208070813537051845/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4208070813537051845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4208070813537051845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4208070813537051845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/08/fuente-de-diversin.html' title='Fuente de diversión'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7553540753919864138</id><published>2008-08-04T21:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:24:47.100+02:00</updated><title type='text'>El Coleccionista de Sonidos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SJde83bB2iI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WJYHuEq2bJc/s1600-h/El_coleccionista_de_sonidos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SJde83bB2iI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WJYHuEq2bJc/s320/El_coleccionista_de_sonidos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230753891976600098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Yo no puedo abarcar la vida ni concebir el mundo en su justa medida si no es a través de los sonidos: ellos me traen la verdad, son un lenguaje único, universal, aún más: ¡un lenguaje absoluto! Poco importa  la vista, el olfato o el gusto. Podría ser ciego y mis oídos verían mas que cualquier vidente; podría ser inmune al tacto y reconocer por el sonido de su roce todos los tejidos del mundo..." (pág. 45)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extracto de la novela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; "El coleccionista de sonidos"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de Fernando Trías de Bes (Punto de lectura)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7553540753919864138?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7553540753919864138/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7553540753919864138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7553540753919864138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7553540753919864138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/08/el-coleccionista-de-sonidos.html' title='El Coleccionista de Sonidos'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SJde83bB2iI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WJYHuEq2bJc/s72-c/El_coleccionista_de_sonidos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1367358791407550220</id><published>2008-07-30T23:09:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:37:36.382+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentina</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Valentina aun no tiene un día. Dicen que es larga y bonita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Estos dias no ha dejado de sonar en mi cabeza una melodia que me parece pequeña, frágil, tierna...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Per la Valentina que encara no la conec, i ja me l'estimo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/valentina.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/valentina.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1367358791407550220?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1367358791407550220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1367358791407550220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1367358791407550220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1367358791407550220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/07/valentina.html' title='Valentina'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-368874404107728726</id><published>2008-07-20T12:01:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T17:53:54.852+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerilla o fosforo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SIMREiD91kI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Vyd__2DTI2s/s1600-h/200px-Streichholz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SIMREiD91kI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Vyd__2DTI2s/s320/200px-Streichholz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225038762240497218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Las cerillas están en desuso. Alguien invento un mechero metálico en forma de cerilla grande para que ya nadie tuviese excusas para no tirar esa caja de fósforos "Estrella", siempre grasienta junto a la cocina, arropada por el aceitero y el pote de la sal. Cuantas veces hemos abierto la caja al reves y hemos sembrado el suelo de bastoncillos de madera con cabeza roja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Otra situación un tanto absurda es cuando intentas encender una de esas cerillas de mala calidad o humedecidas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Recuerdo cuando hace años ibas a un restaurante y al traerte el cambio, te obsequiaban con una cajita de cerillas con publicidad del establecimiento. Ya prácticamente nadie se enciende un cigarrillo con una cerilla solo los mas románticos fumadores de pipa las utilizan ya que dicen que el tabaco así, sabe mejor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Si queréis un sonido bonito de cerilla probad con unas cerillas hechas de astillas resinadas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anchas como un dedo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; que sirven para encender barbacoas o chimeneas. Es un sonido con mas cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los dos componentes sonoros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; esenciales &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;que forman el principio de encendido son:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.- el rasgado en el papel de lija&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.- La generación de la llama por combustion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aqui un ejemplo de cerilla de astillas resinadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cocina_-_cerilla_-_encender_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cocina_-_cerilla_-_encender_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aqui un ejemplo de cerilla convencional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cocina_-_cerilla_-_encender_2.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cocina_-_cerilla_-_encender_2.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-368874404107728726?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/368874404107728726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=368874404107728726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/368874404107728726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/368874404107728726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/07/cerilla-o-fosforo.html' title='Cerilla o fosforo'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SIMREiD91kI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Vyd__2DTI2s/s72-c/200px-Streichholz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3136384043815555321</id><published>2008-07-20T11:01:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T11:50:20.721+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kellogg's, zumo de naranja y estornudos fóticos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Por la mañanas uno de los sonidos que me acompaña son los estornudos fóticos de Ingrid. Estos estornudos son provocados por la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sobreestimulación del nervio óptico que dispara el nervio trigémino provocando el reflejo de estornudo a la luz brillante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estornuda una cuantas veces: los primeros suenan como puñetazos de peli de artes marciales de los 70's y los últimos son de una perfección digna de manual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una muestra de estos ultimos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/estornudo.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/estornudo.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-3136384043815555321?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/3136384043815555321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=3136384043815555321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3136384043815555321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3136384043815555321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/07/kelloggs-zumo-de-naranja-y-estornudos.html' title='Kellogg&apos;s, zumo de naranja y estornudos fóticos'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3384965244706250949</id><published>2008-07-12T23:21:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T23:56:44.071+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nepal en el paladar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SHklqsTHctI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YdNSi3osCgo/s1600-h/momo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SHklqsTHctI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YdNSi3osCgo/s320/momo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222246658288874194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alejandra y Samy han pasado unos dias de relax en casa. Un día prepararon un delicioso plato nepalí llamado "Momo", que consiste en una masa de pan muy fina rellena de carne de cerdo y ternera adobadas con muchas especies (cilantro, jengibre, ajo, comino, cúrcuma, etc.). La forma final es una bolita, cocinada frita o al vapor, con un acabado muy característico y  junto a una salsa muy especiada. Todo estaba riquísimo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por la noche vimos un documental del Nepal, y Samy nos estuvo explicando como era su pais con ayuda de las imágenes. En el documental dió la casualidad de que vimos a un familiar suyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Os dejo con otro típico plato nepalí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/nepal_wah_1_f.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/nepal_wah_1_f.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-3384965244706250949?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/3384965244706250949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=3384965244706250949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3384965244706250949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3384965244706250949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/07/alejandra-y-samy-han-pasado-unos-dias.html' title='Nepal en el paladar'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SHklqsTHctI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YdNSi3osCgo/s72-c/momo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3640724419315418770</id><published>2008-07-12T21:35:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:10:59.743+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Viñetas y sonido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SHkHzvxx5pI/AAAAAAAAALw/_VDoiGzlb_E/s1600-h/son1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SHkHzvxx5pI/AAAAAAAAALw/_VDoiGzlb_E/s320/son1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222213828492781202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SHkH5dMgJKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/SJ5minr5QeM/s1600-h/son2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SHkH5dMgJKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/SJ5minr5QeM/s320/son2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222213926583805090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SHkIQGnq-pI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZK1JkBpVLfY/s1600-h/son3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SHh4zsVc2LI/AAAAAAAAALg/a95VYz9mMGE/s320/rupestrebisontealtamira.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222056597405882546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/paseo_cueva_prehistorica.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/paseo_cueva_prehistorica.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Sonidos que dan vida al recuerdo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Para mi Avi -Eduardo Ripoll Perelló (1923 - 2006)-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4504433517519103448?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4504433517519103448/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4504433517519103448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4504433517519103448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4504433517519103448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/07/en-una-cueva-del-paleoltico.html' title='En una cueva del Paleolítico'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SHh4zsVc2LI/AAAAAAAAALg/a95VYz9mMGE/s72-c/rupestrebisontealtamira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1920072320532631414</id><published>2008-06-22T23:51:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T00:19:09.309+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eurocopa, San Juan y desgarros emocionales</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SF7N257PAsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fF4bHspAaW4/s1600-h/euro2008_logo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SF7N257PAsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fF4bHspAaW4/s320/euro2008_logo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214831761687511746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Además de estar más que próximos a San Juan, hoy España a pasado de cuartos en la Eurocopa de fútbol. Esto ha provocado el colapso del riego sanguíneo a más de un vecino. A Miles, Ingrid y a mi no nos gustan los petardos y el fútbol, sólo en su variante de bar o recreativo. Como en muchos otros momentos me he dispuesto a coger mi grabadora e inmortalizar el escándalo formado tras el último gol de penalti que daba la victoria a España.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ultimo_penalti_espaa.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ultimo_penalti_espaa.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1920072320532631414?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1920072320532631414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1920072320532631414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1920072320532631414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1920072320532631414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/eurocopa-san-juan-y-desgarros.html' title='Eurocopa, San Juan y desgarros emocionales'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SF7N257PAsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fF4bHspAaW4/s72-c/euro2008_logo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-6204126379977420751</id><published>2008-06-22T13:00:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:07:03.960+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi selva de dos metros cuadrados</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SF4xUXAM5PI/AAAAAAAAALI/_kFAO8Vz4go/s1600-h/IMGP0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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desordenados que corresponden a cada una de las puertas. El Sono-juego consiste en emparejar los dos elementos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Os puede ser útil para encontrar la solución pensar en el peso, el material del que está hecha, cuales son los dos espacios que separa la puerta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SF4REdb5cRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mtM1dFvxsW4/s1600-h/EL+idioma+de+las+puertas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SF4REdb5cRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mtM1dFvxsW4/s320/EL+idioma+de+las+puertas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214624186860400914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/puerta_edificio.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/puerta_edificio.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sonido 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/puerta_de_cristal_pasillo.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" 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value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/puerta_armario.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sonido 6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/puerta_de_casa.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/puerta_de_casa.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Solución (Haz clic sobre la siguiente imagen para visualizar la solución)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SF4lMCGnELI/AAAAAAAAALA/HmvZt0agDQ8/s1600-h/Imagen+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 71px; height: 56px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SF4lMCGnELI/AAAAAAAAALA/HmvZt0agDQ8/s320/Imagen+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214646307194867890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el &lt;a href="http://desons.blogspot.com/search/label/So.%20Joc%20i%20Experimentaci%C3%B3"&gt;Quadern de sons&lt;/a&gt; podéis encontrar también varios post, muy interesantes, sobre sonidos de puertas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2813797475544671454?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2813797475544671454/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2813797475544671454&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2813797475544671454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2813797475544671454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/el-idioma-de-las-puertas.html' title='Sono-juego: El &quot;idioma&quot; de las puertas'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SF4REdb5cRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mtM1dFvxsW4/s72-c/EL+idioma+de+las+puertas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-8172976096748237025</id><published>2008-06-21T13:47:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:07:14.689+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Logo cinematográfico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFzyNZX6HbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3EqBtVsYkjI/s1600-h/productoras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFzyNZX6HbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3EqBtVsYkjI/s320/productoras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214308780551577010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/logo_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/logo_1.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los logos de las productoras o distribuidoras de cine vienen, en la mayoria de los casos, acompañados por una sintonía o fanfarria. Hay algunos logos mas sinfónicos (o clásicos) y otros mas minimalistas.  Condensar en unos pocos segundos una frase musical que funcione con la linea editorial de la empresa puede ser complejo. Os propongo esta frase que he escrito. Podría funcionar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-8172976096748237025?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/8172976096748237025/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=8172976096748237025&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8172976096748237025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8172976096748237025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/logo-cinematogrfico.html' title='Logo cinematográfico'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFzyNZX6HbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3EqBtVsYkjI/s72-c/productoras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3583905117379957982</id><published>2008-06-17T20:26:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:15:59.963+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonidos al más puro estilo Underground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFl8P_N4pII/AAAAAAAAAJw/rErAUPpJV7k/s1600-h/7_bcn_metro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFl8P_N4pII/AAAAAAAAAJw/rErAUPpJV7k/s320/7_bcn_metro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213334657767613570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;En la estación de "Passeig de Gràcia" (L3) hay unas escaleras mecánicas que generan un ruido de engranajes muy rítmico y escandaloso... Es mi sonido de "Tiempos Modernos" matutino.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Asuntos pendientes: En esta misma estación, algunas tardes en el andén, ensaya un cantante de opera (senior). Es alto y con aspecto quijotesco. Queda pendiente grabarlo y charlar con él.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/escaleras_mecanicas_interior_-_metro.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/escaleras_mecanicas_interior_-_metro.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Algunos días cuando cojo la linea 4 también en "Passeig de Gràcia" disfruto de otro ambiente sonoro distinto del de mi habitual Linea 3. Circulan en esta linea algunos de los vagones mas antiguos de toda la red de metro. El andén es muy largo y muy concurrido.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/andana_metro_-_hilo_musical_-_pasos_-_gente_hablando_-_metro_antiguo_entrando.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/andana_metro_-_hilo_musical_-_pasos_-_gente_hablando_-_metro_antiguo_entrando.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Creo que de todos los proyectos que he grabado como técnico de sonido, las megafonías informativas del interior de los vagones ("Próxima estació"-L1,L3 y L4-) son las más escuchadas. Un pequeño fragmento con su correspondiente recorrido entre las estaciones de Vallcarca y Penitents (L3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/interior_metro_-_wagon_nuevo_-_vallcarca_penitents.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/interior_metro_-_wagon_nuevo_-_vallcarca_penitents.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuando llegas a la estación de tu destino, para volver a convertirte en un peatón, hay que cruzar una vallas. Estas al golpearse contra las paredes metálicas de esta especie de carriles y de vuelta a su posición de origen, suenan de un modo muy característico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/vestibulo_metro_-_parada_vall_dhebron_l3_-_ambiente_-_puertas_metalicas_de_salida.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/vestibulo_metro_-_parada_vall_dhebron_l3_-_ambiente_-_puertas_metalicas_de_salida.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-3583905117379957982?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/3583905117379957982/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=3583905117379957982&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3583905117379957982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3583905117379957982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/sonidos-al-mas-puro-estilo-underground.html' title='Sonidos al más puro estilo Underground'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFl8P_N4pII/AAAAAAAAAJw/rErAUPpJV7k/s72-c/7_bcn_metro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1351057481992736669</id><published>2008-06-15T21:29:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:46:23.714+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tocando a dos ruedas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFVvjmXTAYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/m2cUGBRefVc/s1600-h/Imagen+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFVvjmXTAYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/m2cUGBRefVc/s320/Imagen+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212194801135583618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El diseñador Joseph Kim ha creado un instrumento para cuando vas en bicicleta. Consiste en unos embudos que conducen el aire hasta la empuñadura donde el aire resuena en el tubo y sale según la combinación de orificios tapados. Fantástico!... tengo que conseguir uno y componer una "Suite pour Vélo-flute et Campagne".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1351057481992736669?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1351057481992736669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1351057481992736669&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1351057481992736669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1351057481992736669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/tocando-dos-ruedas.html' title='Tocando a dos ruedas'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFVvjmXTAYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/m2cUGBRefVc/s72-c/Imagen+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1065614887319186136</id><published>2008-06-15T18:50:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T18:57:50.110+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cocina'/><title type='text'>Mareador de lechugas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFVIe0zZe9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zeA6Nxrpws0/s1600-h/secadora+de+lechuga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFVIe0zZe9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zeA6Nxrpws0/s320/secadora+de+lechuga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212151838158715858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cocina_-_secadora_de_lechuga_-_manual.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cocina_-_secadora_de_lechuga_-_manual.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1065614887319186136?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1065614887319186136/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1065614887319186136&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1065614887319186136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1065614887319186136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/mareador-de-lechugas.html' title='Mareador de lechugas'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFVIe0zZe9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zeA6Nxrpws0/s72-c/secadora+de+lechuga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-5616604433502740004</id><published>2008-06-15T08:09:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T18:06:55.580+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Etnopercusión</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFSzAO7nc7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/hP6pvFIa-cQ/s1600-h/Imagen+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFSzAO7nc7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/hP6pvFIa-cQ/s320/Imagen+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211987485364024242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/tambor_plano.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/tambor_plano.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Éste es el último miembro que se ha añadido a nuestra colección de instrumentos étnicos. Es un regalo de Gisela y Nuria que trajeron a la vuelta de su viaje a Marrakech. Su construcción es básica pero muy bien acabada: el esqueleto lo forma un marco cuadrado de madera, éste está recubierto por un parche de piel cosido en el borde y decorado, en ambas caras, con henna. He buscado el modo de tocarlo: unos dicen que se toca apoyándolo en las piernas y otros dicen que entre los dedos pulgar e índice, ejecutando la percusión con el resto de dedos. Yo lo he tocado apoyándolo sobre las piernas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-5616604433502740004?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/5616604433502740004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=5616604433502740004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5616604433502740004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5616604433502740004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/etnopercusin.html' title='Etnopercusión'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFSzAO7nc7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/hP6pvFIa-cQ/s72-c/Imagen+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1275222689560088034</id><published>2008-06-14T21:18:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:33:58.741+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Batallitas del Ascensor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFQaJ2Z0Y4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/KC9TfC2JJlA/s1600-h/ASCENSOR%2BANTIGUO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFQaJ2Z0Y4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/KC9TfC2JJlA/s320/ASCENSOR%2BANTIGUO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211819425299456898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ascensor_antiguo_-_abrir_y_cerrar_puertas__reja_-_funcionamiento.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ascensor_antiguo_-_abrir_y_cerrar_puertas__reja_-_funcionamiento.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antiguos o modernos, solitarios o concurridos, simples o con curiosos detalles, estos lugares también son fuentes de anécdotas, experiencias y recuerdos. Para algunos son motivo de claustrofobia, mientras que para otros no son más que un alivio para cuando llegan cansados y cargados con bolsas después de la compra. Es también el lugar donde se cruzan miradas o se esquivan, donde se piensa sobre el día mientras te miras los zapatos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Cuando me encuentro con un ascensor antiguo, siempre me pregunto: "Cuantas mudanzas habrá pasado?", "Quién es el impresentable que grava su nombre junto a los botones?" o "Será éste el último trayecto de este ascensor?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1275222689560088034?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1275222689560088034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1275222689560088034&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1275222689560088034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1275222689560088034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/las-batallitas-del-ascensor.html' title='Las Batallitas del Ascensor'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFQaJ2Z0Y4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/KC9TfC2JJlA/s72-c/ASCENSOR%2BANTIGUO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-9109096112692077115</id><published>2008-06-14T00:23:00.023+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T01:38:14.552+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Comprando carne (ayer y hoy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFLz4h2tk5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/qFTswnC6TkY/s1600-h/ZarautzCarniceriaIriarte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFLz4h2tk5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/qFTswnC6TkY/s320/ZarautzCarniceriaIriarte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211495871307158418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Carniceria en Zaráuz (1925)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ambiente_carniceria_-_pueblo_-_coche_pasando.mp3 &amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ambiente_carniceria_-_pueblo_-_coche_pasando.mp3 &amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFL83LQHaLI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BRiVUUhDk3E/s1600-h/carneOvinos14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFL83LQHaLI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BRiVUUhDk3E/s320/carneOvinos14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211505743664474290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Supermercado (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/supermercado.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/supermercado.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-9109096112692077115?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/9109096112692077115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=9109096112692077115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/9109096112692077115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/9109096112692077115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/dime-como-suena-y-te-dir-que-comes-ayer.html' title='Comprando carne (ayer y hoy)'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFLz4h2tk5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/qFTswnC6TkY/s72-c/ZarautzCarniceriaIriarte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7233160294477182142</id><published>2008-06-12T23:34:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:18:01.448+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya tenemos portátil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFGXiHJ_ICI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jXmFSfmfgtA/s1600-h/L40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFGXiHJ_ICI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jXmFSfmfgtA/s320/L40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211112856136654882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fin nos hemos decidido y nos hemos comprado un portátil! Es un fantástico Toshiba Satellite L40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/windows_xp_cerrandose.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/windows_xp_cerrandose.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7233160294477182142?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7233160294477182142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7233160294477182142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7233160294477182142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7233160294477182142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/ya-tenemos-porttil.html' title='Ya tenemos portátil!'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SFGXiHJ_ICI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jXmFSfmfgtA/s72-c/L40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3692388996036635427</id><published>2008-06-09T22:23:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T18:18:45.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Paisaje sonoro - Pueblo de Castilla en verano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Imaginaros una tarde de agosto en la entrada de un pueblecito de Castilla, un cansancio de no hacer nada nos obliga a sentarnos a la sombra de un árbol y a observar el momento: las chicharras y el calor, una mosca intenta instalarse en nuestra frente, campanas sonando a lo lejos en el pueblo, de vez en cuando un coche con algún familiar de la capital pasa por la carretera, el perro se despierta sobresaltado por el coche y ladra con la garganta seca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/paisaje_campestre_veraniego.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/paisaje_campestre_veraniego.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SE2VuWOO2XI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TV8YmEZTTuo/s1600-h/Pasiaje+sonoro+-+Pueblo+en+verano+%28media+tarde%29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SE2VuWOO2XI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TV8YmEZTTuo/s320/Pasiaje+sonoro+-+Pueblo+en+verano+%28media+tarde%29.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209984967409326450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este es el aspecto visual de la sesión de trabajo para realizar el montaje de este ambiente: El archivo azul son las chicharras, el rojo de la izquierda corresponde a las campanas, el verde a la mosca, el lila es el coche pasando y el rojo de la derecha los ladridos de perro. Esta es la magia de grabar y escoger los elementos sonoros adecuados para luego unirlos y hacer que suenen como una orquesta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lectura recomendada:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Viejas historias de Castilla la Vieja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; de Miguel Delibes (Alianza editorial)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-3692388996036635427?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/3692388996036635427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=3692388996036635427&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3692388996036635427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3692388996036635427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/paisaje-sonoro-pueblo-de-catilla-en.html' title='Paisaje sonoro - Pueblo de Castilla en verano'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SE2VuWOO2XI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TV8YmEZTTuo/s72-c/Pasiaje+sonoro+-+Pueblo+en+verano+%28media+tarde%29.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-8221181595962784305</id><published>2008-06-09T18:26:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:14:10.463+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tocadiscos de laser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Repasando los últimos gadgets en el sector del audio profesional  he encontrado este nuevo artilugio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SE1bFIFQWoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6nPhK28o79Q/s320/elp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209920487564532354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Os presento: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;el tocadiscos ELP Laser&lt;/span&gt; que “toca” los discos por medio de una aguja laser parecido a la manera en que se leen los discos compactos pero sin perder ese no-se-qué que ofrecen los discos de vinilo.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Con este aparato nos olvidamos de problemas como que la aguja ya no sirve, que raya el disco o con el paso del tiempo lo daña. Tiene un control remoto y sólo cuesta $13,990 dólares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-8221181595962784305?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/8221181595962784305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=8221181595962784305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8221181595962784305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8221181595962784305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/tocadiscos-de-laser.html' title='Tocadiscos de laser'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SE1bFIFQWoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6nPhK28o79Q/s72-c/elp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-6571482667207111378</id><published>2008-06-04T23:07:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:29:04.910+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pronto llega San Juan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SEcITsbQkvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/aer_UokW6Uw/s1600-h/Verano"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SEcITsbQkvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/aer_UokW6Uw/s320/Verano" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208140628513297138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/berbena_san_juan_2007.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/berbena_san_juan_2007.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de aproximadamente 20 días será  la noche de la verbena de San Juan. El año pasado, la pasamos con nuestros amigos de Venezuela  (Humberto, Lisett, Camila y otros familiares que se añadieron a la fiesta). Aquella noche estuve grabando ambientes de petardos y cohetes. Por todos aquellos buenos momentos, que fueron todos los que pasamos juntos, les dedico este post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-6571482667207111378?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/6571482667207111378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=6571482667207111378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6571482667207111378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6571482667207111378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/pronto-llega-san-juan.html' title='Pronto llega San Juan'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SEcITsbQkvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/aer_UokW6Uw/s72-c/Verano' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-8514593823370902434</id><published>2008-06-02T20:36:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:43:06.874+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Muuuuuuuuuuuu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SERDQPjdzPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0WQ5p1M9X8U/s1600-h/lafraise-meuh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SERDQPjdzPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0WQ5p1M9X8U/s320/lafraise-meuh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207361015479389426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo el mundo conoce "el bote de vaca", pero pocos saben lo que guarda en su interior. Esta es la horrible verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/bote_de_vaca.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/bote_de_vaca.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-8514593823370902434?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/8514593823370902434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=8514593823370902434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8514593823370902434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/8514593823370902434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/06/bote-de-vaca.html' title='Muuuuuuuuuuuu!'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SERDQPjdzPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0WQ5p1M9X8U/s72-c/lafraise-meuh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-5820991916778345215</id><published>2008-05-31T13:15:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T21:06:43.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'>El hombre orejas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SEE5gMWpT1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_wmelRSzCW0/s1600-h/orejas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SEE5gMWpT1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_wmelRSzCW0/s320/orejas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206505869451808594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Repasando el trabajo del fotógrafo &lt;a href="http://mrtoledano.com/"&gt;Phillip Toledano&lt;/a&gt;, he encontrado esta fantástica fotografía. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La audición es un proceso complejo. El cerebro humano, para interpretar un sonido, ha de conjugar la información que le llega de ambos&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oídos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. La información que el cerebro recibe de cada uno de los oídos es diferente &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;—sa&lt;/span&gt;lvo cuando están equidistantes de la fuente—, porque ambos oídos están &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;físicamente separados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; entre sí por la cabeza (entre 17 y 19 cm). Esta diferencia en la situación de los oídos es la que le permite al cerebro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ocalizar la fuente sonora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Recomendación: Para percibir las diferentes posiciones es recomendable el uso de auriculares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cereni_-_holophonic.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/cereni_-_holophonic.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-5820991916778345215?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/5820991916778345215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=5820991916778345215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5820991916778345215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/5820991916778345215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/el-hombre-oidos.html' title='El hombre orejas'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SEE5gMWpT1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_wmelRSzCW0/s72-c/orejas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3368601993826426781</id><published>2008-05-29T08:05:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:45:03.692+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kon-Tiki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SEE84kyKLZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_J8uOpuhzLY/s1600-h/Kon-Tiki%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SEE84kyKLZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_J8uOpuhzLY/s320/Kon-Tiki%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206509586861403538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El explorador noruego Thor Heyerdahl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt; (1914-2002), realizó una expedición en 1947 por el Océano Pacífico desde Sudamérica hasta la Polinesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt; Heyerdahl sostenía que pobladores procedentes de Sudamérica podrían haber llegado hasta la Polinesia ya en tiempos precolombinos. El propósito de Heyerdahl era demostrar la posibilidad de que el poblamiento de la Polinesia se hubiese llevado a cabo por vía marítima, desde América del Sur, en balsas idénticas a la utilizada durante la expedición y movidas únicamente por las mareas, las corrientes y la fuerza del viento, que es casi constante, en dirección este-oeste, a lo largo del Ecuador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragmento del tema "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quiet Village&lt;/span&gt;" de Les Baxter interpretado por Henry Mancini, His Orchestra and Chorus -Music Of Hawai- (RCA/BMG ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/mancini.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/mancini.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-3368601993826426781?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/3368601993826426781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=3368601993826426781&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3368601993826426781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3368601993826426781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/kon-tiki.html' title='Kon-Tiki'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SEE84kyKLZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_J8uOpuhzLY/s72-c/Kon-Tiki%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-6628232423137421733</id><published>2008-05-28T11:53:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:45:28.393+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Camino del parque de atracciones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SD3TAxGEb9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/IjQgQRKj8iY/s1600-h/funicular.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SD3TAxGEb9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/IjQgQRKj8iY/s320/funicular.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205548754442416082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Foto cedida per Bernat Borràs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Funicular del Tibidabo une la plaça del Dr. Andreu con la cima del Tibidabo (512 m). Hay prevista una reforma para modernizar los coches del funicular, pero yo creo que con un buen lavado de cara (quitar grafitis y algo de mantenimiento) el funicular podría seguir funcionando y seguir siendo después del &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tranvia Blau&lt;/span&gt;, otro símbolo característico de la montaña. Pero por si nos quedamos sin él, y lo substituyen por un nuevo modelo silencioso y sin personalidad, os dejo su sonoro paso por debajo del puente de la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carretera de la Aigües &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;como recuerdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/funicular_tibidabo_-_subida_-_desde_puente_carretera_de_las_aguas.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/funicular_tibidabo_-_subida_-_desde_puente_carretera_de_las_aguas.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       Subida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/funicular_tibidabo_-_bajada_-_desde_puente_carretera_de_las_aguas.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/funicular_tibidabo_-_bajada_-_desde_puente_carretera_de_las_aguas.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Bajada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Curisosidad: El funicular se desplaza a una velocidad media de 4,1 m/s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-6628232423137421733?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/6628232423137421733/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=6628232423137421733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6628232423137421733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/6628232423137421733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/camino-del-parque-de-atracciones.html' title='Camino del parque de atracciones'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SD3TAxGEb9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/IjQgQRKj8iY/s72-c/funicular.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1204906097190156403</id><published>2008-05-26T23:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:49:27.352+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahora que llueve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDstSRGEb8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/OINzgxgqEkI/s1600-h/img_1exeza7yfeiy68si.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDstSRGEb8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/OINzgxgqEkI/s320/img_1exeza7yfeiy68si.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204803586206494658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/lluvia_-_debajo_de_paraguas.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/lluvia_-_debajo_de_paraguas.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;...con la caída imprevista de un chaparrón, florecen hongos que tienen un hombre por pedúnculo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(rabillo de la hoja, de la flor o del fruto).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;abbr title="2006-11-05 15:41:07"&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1204906097190156403?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1204906097190156403/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1204906097190156403&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1204906097190156403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1204906097190156403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/2006-11-05-154107.html' title='Ahora que llueve...'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDstSRGEb8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/OINzgxgqEkI/s72-c/img_1exeza7yfeiy68si.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2309813498953048024</id><published>2008-05-25T13:30:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T13:50:29.180+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Una Hada en París</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDlO2hGEb7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/57MQx0cgOJs/s1600-h/IMGP0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDlO2hGEb7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/57MQx0cgOJs/s320/IMGP0491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204277542907047858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/yann_tiersen.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/yann_tiersen.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paseando por París me encontré con esta hada, tenía poco de etérea y mucho de fantástica... las hadas siempre tienen forma de mujer hermosa, a veces pueden ser producto de la imaginación pero en este caso no lo era.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Fragmento de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"La Veillée"&lt;/span&gt; de Yann Tiersen (disco &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Les Retrouvailles" &lt;/span&gt;2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2309813498953048024?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2309813498953048024/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2309813498953048024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2309813498953048024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2309813498953048024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/una-hada-en-pars.html' title='Una Hada en París'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDlO2hGEb7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/57MQx0cgOJs/s72-c/IMGP0491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7466606549380691078</id><published>2008-05-25T11:38:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T08:00:11.136+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Publicidad de época en radio de época</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDkzsBGEb5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xBw-LGUjOx4/s1600-h/IMGP0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDkzsBGEb5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xBw-LGUjOx4/s320/IMGP0897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204247675704471442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/p_hojasiberia.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/p_hojasiberia.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esta radio era de mi abuela paterna. Con ella toda la familia escuchó sucesos históricos como la muerte de Juan XXIII (3 de junio 1963).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Las cuñas de radio de hoy en día no tienen nada que ver con la publicidad radiofónica de los años 50: Jingles (canciones compuestas expresamente para esa campaña y producto) con unas letras extensas, orquestas, varias voces... La radio de hoy en dia es un mundo donde se regatean los caros segundos de emisión, donde las letras de los jingles no permiten mas que el eslogan, un concurso de dinámicas (volúmenes máximos) sin planos sonoros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7466606549380691078?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7466606549380691078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7466606549380691078&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7466606549380691078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7466606549380691078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/publicidad-de-epoca-en-radio-de-epoca.html' title='Publicidad de época en radio de época'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDkzsBGEb5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xBw-LGUjOx4/s72-c/IMGP0897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7905879356588409700</id><published>2008-05-25T11:06:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T14:10:38.541+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuando entras en casa de mi abuela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cuando entras en casa de mi abuela, un móvil de tubos metálicos se mueve por la acción de la puerta... Es un sonido de bienvenida a un mundo fantástico lleno de libros, fotos, objetos, recuerdos y curiosidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/tubos_puerta_de_entrada_-_casa_de_la_abuela.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/tubos_puerta_de_entrada_-_casa_de_la_abuela.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7905879356588409700?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7905879356588409700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7905879356588409700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7905879356588409700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7905879356588409700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/cuando-entras-en-casa-de-mi-abuela.html' title='Cuando entras en casa de mi abuela'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7841619653536897021</id><published>2008-05-24T11:28:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T19:07:00.875+02:00</updated><title type='text'>El Sono-túnel del Terror</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bienvenidos al Sono-túnel del terror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si queréis pasar unos segundos de tensión... adelante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/tunel_del_terror.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/tunel_del_terror.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no podéis escuchar hasta final o necesitais quitar de vuestro cuerpo ese escalofrío&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/hi_-_ho.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/hi_-_ho.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;El post de hoy esta dedicado a todas aquellas personas que trabajan como actores en el túnel del terror, tanto a los que trabajan en uno de feria ambulante (de bajo presupuesto y poco miedo) como a los de un parque de atracciones en condiciones (una buena ambientación sonora, decorados creibles, maquillaje y disfraces trabajados, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7841619653536897021?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7841619653536897021/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7841619653536897021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7841619653536897021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7841619653536897021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/el-tnel-del-terror.html' title='El Sono-túnel del Terror'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4474085067037052464</id><published>2008-05-23T00:14:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:53:27.672+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Los contrastes de Zarafa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDXxiBGEbyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZV1KNTtMZwg/s1600-h/zarafa.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDXxiBGEbyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZV1KNTtMZwg/s320/zarafa.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203330511208214306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/los_contrastes_de_zarafa.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/los_contrastes_de_zarafa.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;En octubre de 1826 el barco que transportaba la primera jirafa jamás vista en Francia llegó al puerto de Marsella. Se trataba de un regalo de Mehmet Alí, pachá de Egipto, al rey Carlos X. Recorrió andando los ultimos 885 km que separan Marsella de París, y allí la tuvieron durante dieciocho años en el zoológico del Jardin des Plantes. Si para nosotros es un contraste brutal la diferencia entre el folclore del Sudán y la tradición musical francesa de principios del XIX, como debia ser el contraste vital para la jirafa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hubiese adjuntado un sonido de jirafa pero he estado leyendo que emiten infrasonidos (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;sonidos que quedan por debajo del espectro audible del ser humano).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zarafa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Michael Allin (ed. Apóstrofe) 2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4474085067037052464?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4474085067037052464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4474085067037052464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4474085067037052464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4474085067037052464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/los-contrastes-de-zarafa_23.html' title='Los contrastes de Zarafa'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDXxiBGEbyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZV1KNTtMZwg/s72-c/zarafa.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4276141775952097123</id><published>2008-05-19T23:30:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T08:04:00.771+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Simulador de sensaciones (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDJmjrcAc4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/b0gxs5RpRHA/s1600-h/eco02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDJmjrcAc4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/b0gxs5RpRHA/s320/eco02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202333282707993474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/concierto_antes_de_nacer.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/concierto_antes_de_nacer.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este es el primer post del "Simulador de Sensaciones". Empezaré la sección con un montaje simulando la percepción auditiva de un bebe antes de nacer. He montado una canción de cuna clasica pero el simulador se podría hacer a la carta (con la cancion de cuna o infancia que cada uno tiene). Podéis hacer vuestras propuestas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicado a Cecilia B. y a Gisela N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4276141775952097123?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4276141775952097123/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4276141775952097123&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4276141775952097123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4276141775952097123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/simulador-de-sensaciones-1.html' title='Simulador de sensaciones (1)'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDJmjrcAc4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/b0gxs5RpRHA/s72-c/eco02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1757296743043687684</id><published>2008-05-18T17:38:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:05:17.206+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonido de chimenea (por si hace frio o se echa de menos)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDBOK7cAc3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/KSk7x4kwV7c/s1600-h/llar+de+foc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDBOK7cAc3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/KSk7x4kwV7c/s320/llar+de+foc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201743519273743218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/fuego_-_chimenea_-_crepitar.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/fuego_-_chimenea_-_crepitar.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;En invierno poner los pies o las manos, cuando llegas de la calle, delante de las maderas ardiendo es reconfortante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora que vienen unos meses de duro calor, os dejo una chimenea para no echar tanto de menos el invierno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1757296743043687684?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1757296743043687684/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1757296743043687684&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1757296743043687684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1757296743043687684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/sonido-de-chimenea-por-si-hace-frio-o.html' title='Sonido de chimenea (por si hace frio o se echa de menos)'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDBOK7cAc3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/KSk7x4kwV7c/s72-c/llar+de+foc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-74732351492865913</id><published>2008-05-18T11:55:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T12:32:31.271+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La gramola de mi bisabuelo Pepe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDAAT7cAc2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/8qvnrync8BA/s1600-h/gramola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDAAT7cAc2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/8qvnrync8BA/s320/gramola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201657911985599330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunos sonidos de gramola:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sonido del engranaje y freno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/motor_y_freno_de_la_gramlola.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/motor_y_freno_de_la_gramlola.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sonido final del disco sin fin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/final_disco_pizarra.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/final_disco_pizarra.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDAAKbcAc1I/AAAAAAAAADw/JHmId5g1Jjk/s1600-h/el+diablo+verde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDAAKbcAc1I/AAAAAAAAADw/JHmId5g1Jjk/s320/el+diablo+verde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201657748776842066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fragmento del disco de 78 rpm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Revista "El Diablo Verde"&lt;br /&gt;Canción: Amor amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;editado por Odeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/fragmento_disco_de_pizarra_-_amor_verde.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/fragmento_disco_de_pizarra_-_amor_verde.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Desde hace un par de años tengo en casa la gramola de mi bisabuelo "Abuelo Pepe". Es una gramola de cofre de los años 20 (del siglo pasado), con su bocina debajo del plato y sus puertas para controlar el volumen. A parte de los discos que había en el mueble de la gramola, he ido coleccionando otros. Siempre pienso que estaría bien digitalizarlos para poder tener constáncia de ellos y de su sonido característico. Hoy he estado grabando algunos sonidos que le son propios:  sonido del engranaje, freno, final sin fin de un disco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-74732351492865913?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/74732351492865913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=74732351492865913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/74732351492865913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/74732351492865913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-gramola-de-mi-bisabuelo-pepe.html' title='La gramola de mi bisabuelo Pepe'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SDAAT7cAc2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/8qvnrync8BA/s72-c/gramola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-257261930158144524</id><published>2008-05-18T09:38:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T10:36:23.709+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Einojuhani Rautavaara (1928)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC_l3rcAc0I/AAAAAAAAADo/2KT1ufOaBeI/s1600-h/rautavaara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC_l3rcAc0I/AAAAAAAAADo/2KT1ufOaBeI/s320/rautavaara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201628839351972674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/fragmento_primer_movimiento.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/fragmento_primer_movimiento.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fragmento del primer movimiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Este compositor Finlandés escribió en 1972 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cantus Arcticus op.61,&lt;/span&gt; una de las primeras obras de música clásica contemporánea que incorpora grabaciones de cantos de pájaros. Este concierto  para orquesta y pájaros se compone de tres movimientos. Las secuencias de pájaros fueron grabadas en el ártico y en una población llamada Liminka (al norte de Finlandia).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-257261930158144524?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/257261930158144524/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=257261930158144524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/257261930158144524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/257261930158144524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/einojuhani-rautavaara-1928.html' title='Einojuhani Rautavaara (1928)'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC_l3rcAc0I/AAAAAAAAADo/2KT1ufOaBeI/s72-c/rautavaara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2664735346034634389</id><published>2008-05-17T17:27:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T18:06:48.121+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambientes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citas'/><title type='text'>Contaminación del paisaje sonoro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC78DLcAczI/AAAAAAAAADg/mQl7NlAcjEs/s1600-h/Tomas+MArco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC78DLcAczI/AAAAAAAAADg/mQl7NlAcjEs/s320/Tomas+MArco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201371751199568690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/paisaje_frustrado.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/paisaje_frustrado.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...cuando el ruido de un reactor contamina un paisaje sonoro a su paso, su manera de disturbar no es distinta de la que opera una tos en un concierto de cuarteto de cuerda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;pp. 167-168)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;, T. (2007). &lt;i&gt;La creación musical en el siglo XXI&lt;/i&gt;. Navarra: Cuadernos de la Cátedra Jorge Oteiza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2664735346034634389?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2664735346034634389/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2664735346034634389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2664735346034634389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2664735346034634389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_9178.html' title='Contaminación del paisaje sonoro'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC78DLcAczI/AAAAAAAAADg/mQl7NlAcjEs/s72-c/Tomas+MArco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-1636089089119053945</id><published>2008-05-17T10:46:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T15:34:10.120+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tendiendo la música</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC6ccrcAcxI/AAAAAAAAADE/NkS7FSlKd8M/s1600-h/musica+a+casa+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 336px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC6ccrcAcxI/AAAAAAAAADE/NkS7FSlKd8M/s320/musica+a+casa+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201266636169966354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC6bv7cAcwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ir0DHvlvUzo/s1600-h/Musica+a+casa.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/tendiendo_mi_musica.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/tendiendo_mi_musica.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dedicado a Cesc (1927-2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-1636089089119053945?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/1636089089119053945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=1636089089119053945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1636089089119053945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/1636089089119053945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/tendiendo-la-musica.html' title='Tendiendo la música'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC6ccrcAcxI/AAAAAAAAADE/NkS7FSlKd8M/s72-c/musica+a+casa+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-2457367519530917684</id><published>2008-05-17T09:13:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T10:27:39.903+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BSO'/><title type='text'>Tati y el gramófono</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC6SYbcAcvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zo9Hc8PlleA/s1600-h/tati+y+gramofono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC6SYbcAcvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zo9Hc8PlleA/s320/tati+y+gramofono.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201255568039244530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/mon_oncle.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/mon_oncle.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Siempre he imaginado a Tati en esta escena de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Les Vacances de Monsieur Hulot&lt;/span&gt;, escuchando alguna de sus propias bandas sonoras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Fragmento extraido del disco "Jacques Tati" editado por Naïve (Travelling) - Le cinéma ça s'écoute (2002).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-2457367519530917684?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/2457367519530917684/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=2457367519530917684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2457367519530917684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/2457367519530917684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/tati-y-el-gramfono.html' title='Tati y el gramófono'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC6SYbcAcvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zo9Hc8PlleA/s72-c/tati+y+gramofono.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-7341143480559162078</id><published>2008-05-17T08:50:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T15:36:16.909+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambientes'/><title type='text'>Diada de Sant Jordi 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC6AN7cAcuI/AAAAAAAAACs/suu4K26qQ7s/s1600-h/Diada+de+Sant+Jordi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC6AN7cAcuI/AAAAAAAAACs/suu4K26qQ7s/s320/Diada+de+Sant+Jordi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201235596441318114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ambient_rambla_de_catalunya_arago_-_diada_de_sant_jordi_-_23_abril_2008_1_-.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/ambient_rambla_de_catalunya_arago_-_diada_de_sant_jordi_-_23_abril_2008_1_-.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambiente en la Rambla de Cataluña el dia 23 de abril, entre Aragó y Consell de Cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-7341143480559162078?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/7341143480559162078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=7341143480559162078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7341143480559162078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/7341143480559162078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_17.html' title='Diada de Sant Jordi 2008'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SC6AN7cAcuI/AAAAAAAAACs/suu4K26qQ7s/s72-c/Diada+de+Sant+Jordi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-3411414692531735714</id><published>2008-05-15T22:56:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T15:36:42.684+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambientes'/><title type='text'>Concierto de juguetes (en caos sostenido)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Si das un paseo por el &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mercadillo&lt;/span&gt; de l'Ampuriabrava, los sábados por la mañana, te puedes encontrar con éste puesto de juguetes. En un rincón podrás presenciar esta lucha por ver quién suena más alto. Colocan cochecitos y pistolas de colores en los limites del ring, a modo de vallas. Un mundo a pilas en sonora guerra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Observación: En el segundo 10 aparece la voz de una madre que le dice a su hijo, encandilado como yo con los ruiditos, que ya lo ha visto suficiente rato...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/concierto_de_juguetes.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/concierto_de_juguetes.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-3411414692531735714?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/3411414692531735714/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=3411414692531735714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3411414692531735714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/3411414692531735714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/concierto-de-jueguetes-en-caos.html' title='Concierto de juguetes (en caos sostenido)'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7832020379172323368.post-4496341191947881230</id><published>2008-05-15T22:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:27:14.490+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Recojo hojas y luego las piso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SCyaKbcActI/AAAAAAAAACg/29oTXRc8AaA/s1600-h/hojas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SCyaKbcActI/AAAAAAAAACg/29oTXRc8AaA/s320/hojas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200701173660676818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/pasos_sobre_hojas_reales.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF" height="20" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.estvideo.com/dew/media/dewplayer-mini.swf?mp3=http://albumdesonido.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/2/1/152166/pasos_sobre_hojas_reales.mp3&amp;amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;El crujir de las hojas al pisarlas es uno de esos pequeños grandes placeres. Hojas caducas, que no han sonado nunca, sólo al contacto con el aire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7832020379172323368-4496341191947881230?l=sonoalbum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/feeds/4496341191947881230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7832020379172323368&amp;postID=4496341191947881230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4496341191947881230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7832020379172323368/posts/default/4496341191947881230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoalbum.blogspot.com/2008/05/recojo-hojas-y-luego-las-piso.html' title='Recojo hojas y luego las piso'/><author><name>Augusto Casanovas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743012818933367986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7HuKYi6reI/TkBWc5S9CmI/AAAAAAAABBc/DH5TcI0JzYg/s220/Foto%2Bperfil%2B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3t5nQ6SskCY/SCyaKbcActI/AAAAAAAAACg/29oTXRc8AaA/s72-c/hojas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
