occasional_dissonance birdmad symphony composed of familiar ingredients raindrops and dog howls no staccato of gunfire tonight fanfare of train blaring it's horn and the strange dual tone of its passing the low rumble of it's immense weight moving over the ground and the continuous whistling ring of metal rolling on metal major chord shrilling of jet engines as the airliners come and go above me just these occasional car-crashes in place of a cymbal and the tinkling sound of the safety-glass in lieu of any tuned percussion speedfreak next door clanging and scraping for timpani "the children of the night," Bela_Lugosi said in Dracula "what sweet music, they make" 030227 ... . . 041217 what's it to you? who go blather from