Why do the sounds of now set our teeth on edge and the sounds of yesterday make us smile?
When does the sound of fingernails on the blackboard morph into the glowy remembrance of your favorite teacher?
Why does listening to Barack Obama's landmark speech on race during the 2008 campaign make me believe that change is possible while the most recent SOTU made me sigh in frustration?
This section revisits the sound of sub-scribe's past, in words and music. We hope you find time's signature legible AND mysterious.--Ray