Insert Sound of recycling
Visit to a local cab and bottle recycling plant in Reykjavik with some random thoughts. Recording with the MKH416 and LOM geofon I venture into a soundscape of cacophony
Sound recordist creates podcast to free himself creatively in the world of sound. Various sound ideas gets translated into episodes where creativity, ideas, mistakes and sounds play the leading role.

Visit to a local cab and bottle recycling plant in Reykjavik with some random thoughts. Recording with the MKH416 and LOM geofon I venture into a soundscape of cacophony
Short wander around with my Geofon led me to the flea market and from there to a museum of old sewing machines. Thoughts on card file management, being drunk or sober, doors of perception and little else for now.
Late night 10 minute ramble before presenting a tiny fraction of the recordings I did Oct/Nov while staying in the UK. Leeds, Edinburgh, Glasgow sound in no unified order. Lesson is that walking for 5 hours a day carrying a mixpre 6 in a shoulder bag (inconspicuous 10 $ second hand book bag) for days on end will affect your lower bag. As with the other 20 cities I have visited around the world, recording sounds for possible radio shows, I end up with a lot of traffic. Glad to be back to making s...
Introducing my newest addition to the small arsenal of microphones in this last Iceland based episode, for a while. The LOM geofon, a highly sensitive contact mic, has opened up a new dimension in sound recordings. In this episode I begin the exploration that sometimes feels like an hallucination of another dimension, distorted but clear in its own terms. For future episodes, I will recording in the UK, exploring, learning, experimenting and sharing the results, including lots of Geofon-ic sound...
A long recording of ocean and birds from the farm my greatgreat grandfather was from. Thoughts about the sounds of then and now, the constants and the changes in any place. Looking at old photos of a time before machines arrived, when the sound of the Eider ducks, the Arctic tern, the Black Guillemot and the Oystercatcher, all heard here, formed the steady soundtrack to life on the farm in summer. Recorded in May of 2021.
We wrap up season 2 of Insert Sound by pulling up some unused and until now unheard sounds from the archives. Airplanes, Kins Place, presidents place, a river, a waterfall, an ocean, an old man with a shovel and few other soundscapes await anyone willing to listen.
Me and my friend and sound recordist Buzby go on a sound recording mission to the forefather of all geysers on earth. On a windless day at Icelands erupting hot springs, we set up shop in front of Strokkur. An explosive day to say the least! Link to Buzby´s work https://soundcloud.com/hidd3nsound
On a rainy morning at the cabin I set out to make a rain shelter in order to be able to record the unusual flow of the creek, following massive rains. DIY project using plastic tubes, wire mesh and a woollen scarf.
A year back I was in London, in love, as I still am, but in a very different reality, like all of us. Looking back, it was the edge of a cliff we have now jumped off in so many ways. This short episode combines a stereo recording of Victoria Station in London with some personal thoughts.
A trip down lovers lane, from one sound recorder/mic to the next, until we reach the newest and best love if measured in quality! A monumental step up with a new investment, weirdly conflated with actual love, but not that far off actually.
A mini disc recording from 2008 reveals what might be among the first field recordings I did. At least among the first, as the second hand (and by then outdated) mini disc was my first sound recorder. In this 2 part series we will hear sounds from Harajuku, Yoyogi park and Shibuya.
A morning photo excursion leads to a discovery of container storage lot where the wind, metal and plastic coexist in a beautiful symphony. Rough takes and unscripted narration seemed in order for this episode, recorded on Jan 24, 2021, outside Reykjavík, Iceland.
The episode keeps alive a promise made to a research station manager in spring 2020. Though not a radio show (yet) about the impact of Covid 19 on international research station collaborations and scientific work, it does bring alive the subjects researched at the Sudurnes Science and learning center. Insert sounds of birds en masse!
Short and simple. SW storm at the cabin while reading Lord of the Rings. Enter into your own storm scenario during a few minutes of Insert Sound.
The lack of forests in Iceland means a near non existence of lumberjacks. With the rare sound of chain saws on a spring day, I hit record.
During early Covid days I was kindly allowed access to a large printing press in Iceland, free to roam the factory like building and record sounds. The sounds heard belong to a family of mechanical sounds, having evolved from the first printing presses, to the modern day metal giants of the printed word, capable of changing the course of history.
On New Years Eve 2020-2021 I spend the night driving the streets recording the hours of countless explosions. This tradition of anyone being able to buy and set off fireworks the whole night long makes the evening a feast for sound recording, though with its own set of luxury problems for a sound recordist.
In this first episode of season 2 I take the Rode NTG3 down to a river, get distracted by ideas of massive documentation, drowned by a cacophony of ideas and rushing water.
Recording the sound of a famous river, at the edge of the highlands in the south part of Iceland, turns into an exploration into the secret weapon of an epic Viking battle.
What does a tired, perhaps a bit lazy sound recordist do, when already in bed, sounds of bird singing symphonically outside, catch his sleepy attention? Minor correction in the name of the symphony, which wrongly credits a ptarmigan as performer. I apologise humbly to the Common Snipe, that rare performer who unlike all others, sings mechanically, by air flowing through its tail feather. So while I opened my mouth and out came the wrong name, the Common Snipe sang his beautiful tune, without eve...
Troubled mind in troubled times heads out in search of answers. A stormy day and some trees hopefully offer some help. Classical exercise in wind recording, mixed in with some existential issues.
Same source of sound as the episode before, but here we leave out the narration. The flowing of a river in Iceland in troubled times hopefully brings calm.
In this short episode of Insert Sound we listen to a river in hopes of calming effects, though the conceptualising and symbolism might backfire. Recorded on a sunny calm winter day (think snow in version of an Icelandic winter day) during the growing fears and news and cases of Covid 19.
Not episode two, as stated in the introduction, but we will leave that mistake in there. Episode 8 (though 7 if you do not count the trailer as an episode, sorry for confusion) is based around a short walk with a friend and his daughter who frequently head into the woods in search of a white rabbit which has become a family friend, if given food. Random thoughts about forests, memories , a white rabbit, and of course sound recordings can be heard.
Heading out on a Saturday night, a clear and cold night, I find a snowy scene of discarded metal junk. Soon I begin banging on one rusted metal structure under the drone of a helicopter in the distance. Perhaps not music, but the recording soon turns to rhythm.
On a march afternoon I hit the hills of Skálafell with a childhood friend for a day of snowboarding. At the cusp of the corona crisis affecting normal life, I attempt to record the sound that represents my teenage years. Choice of mic becomes an issue, along with every snowboarding video ever made!
With a visit to the flea market Kolaportið in Reykjavík on a Sunday afternoon, the hunt is for sounds. A randomly placed exercise bike, a humming fridge, left handed guitar playing like Jimi are among the things I record.
After a conversation about a London commute, I try my hand at composing a sound piece conveying the feeling of the big city commute. With darkness and failure, I arrive at the composition East Dulwich via East Croydon
Called the end of Xmas, the Thirteenth, a day where Icelandic tradition calls for fireworks, but on a much smaller scale then new years eve. I set out to record the sounds of explosions in the sky, while overlooking the city and wondering about connections to WW2 and how ideally I´d dream of recording this distinct sound.
In this first episode of Insert Sound I take a common drive to my cabin, on an icy road, contemplating the surroundings and possible conversations of others. A simple recording of solitary driving kicks off the first season of Insert Sound, a podcast aimed at experimentation and developing as a sound recordist.