To me, however, these external sounds are deeply imbedded in my sense of where we live. They form the sounds of my life here in Roosevelt. I also get almost comically literal about what various sounds can represent. I doubt anyone else knows of these symbolic attachments, but I use them to structure my music a lot.
With fallpiece, for example, I wanted to use the recordings to capture the waning of autumn, the combination of human-historical unease at the approach of winter combined with the anticipation of the wonderful holiday season (and ultimately the return of spring). Things radically changed, though, with the realization that my myeloma was returning. The literal-use example: towards the very end of the piece, the wind swells twice. At the peak of each swell, I randomly chopped the sound into little bits and rearranged them. This is my life being shuffled, again, at the end of fall, 2010.
There are many other of these transliteral musical thingies, in this and other pieces of mine. Silly, I know, but what the heck. I like it. Plus in this one I got to play my guitar again and mess around with some RTcmix filters.
Here's a link to the piece: