It’s quiet now because it’s a Saturday, but wander down this street on any weekday - and keep your ears open - and you’ll notice that the sounds of domestic life seem rather more prominent than usual. That’s because Foley Street (known as Door Slam Alley in the business) is the source of most of the world’s quotidian sound effects. Not the big dramatic sounds of space war or monsters but the small, banal noises of the everyday. Kettles boiling, cutlery clicking and yes, doors slamming.
The upstairs rooms around here first begame suppliers of these sounds in the 1940s, enriching the domestic dramas of the BBC, but now they supply a world of film-makers who have grown up with the unique acoustics of these flats and former factories. These sound environments cannot, apparently, be replicated digitally so now this street is one of the most connected on the planet, wired by fibre and 4G to Soho, LA and Bombay.
Day 100 #100happydays: Capture. Write. Publish.
I can't leave it at 59,586 words, can I?!
An update on Aubrey and Daddy - a Hi success story perhaps?
Day 94 #100happydays: Men at work
Day 93 #100happydays: Final week
I will miss the elegance of this place
Day 92 #100happydays: Shiny
Day 89 #100happydays: Fast cars
Day 88 #100happydays: Brambling