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Last Days - Part One: The Sound

by Christopher Nosnibor

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    'The Sound' features an edited version of 'Last Days - Version 1.2' and includes 'Last Days - Version 4.3' which does not appear on the digital release.

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about

Grief manifests in many unexpected ways. There is no ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ approach. You simply do what you need to do to manage. And this is what I need to do. Sometimes, you need to carve a detachment from a situation in order to keep things together.

There is much to unravel here. I have long found solace in music, and creative activities provide a release. This is particularly true of noise. While writing helps me to focus my jumbled thoughts and render them coherent and also facilitates their compartmentalisation, noise opens a channel to pure catharsis for me.

When my wife went into hospital, we had no indication that her time was to be so short: despite a diagnosis of stage four cancer in December 2021, the prognosis had been for several years. She got fourteen months, and at the start of January, those years were suddenly paired back to weeks or months. We got twelve days.
None of this seems real, but writing helps to render it more so. Only when it becomes real will I begin to make sense and come to terms with the loss.

She came home one last time before being moved to a hospice. Ahead of her arrival, we had delivered two immense oxygen compressors and five cylinders as backup. The noise of those compressors was immense and filled our small living room with a continuous throb at a volume that made conversation difficult – especially through an oxygen mask with someone so tired and weak – and sleep nigh on impossible.

When they were delivered and I was shown how to operate them, I was struck by the sound, which shook me to the lungs and compressed my cranium. It was perhaps the most hellish, gut-pulling sound I had heard since the take-off of an RAF Vulcan as a child. Yet my detached part was awed and I was compelled to capture it on my phone. That forty-five second snippet provides the basis of the recordings here, manipulated to convey the full sonic force of this truly traumatic experience, which lasted some forty hours.

Her final stay was but brief, arriving home around 6pm on the Friday night and being collected to be transported to the hospice at 9am on the Sunday morning. We lost her on the Monday afternoon. She was forty-four.

While I want to forget this time to remember better ones, I find that purging and solidifying the worst experiences is a process that paves the way for separation. And so, here it is. A soundtrack of sorts, and a step in processing a trauma.

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released March 23, 2023

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