Manmade sounds that bring you joy.

This goes back a long way . . .

When I was at the Naval Academy, some 60+ years ago, it was common to sleep with the windows open and heat off year round. (Because it was "good for you", that's why.) Obviously, the room got quite cold during the winter. It was not uncommon to find snow on the interior window sills.

About a half hour before reveille, the plebe window closer came into your room, closed the windows and turned the radiator on. (Steam heat at the time.) That wonderful clink-clank-ping-bang of the steam radiator heating up and assuring you that your room would be toasty warm by reveille was pure bliss!
 
Internal combustion exhaust sounds are pretty much my favorite sounds.

From a blown fuel Hemi V8 shaking the ground as it makes a pass, to a pair of blown fuel Hemi V8's powering a Streamliner down the Salt Flats at over 450 mph, to street cars with V8's or V10's, to Sportbikes that rev to over 14k RPM, while producing over 200 hp per liter, or a Cummins or Cat pulling a heavy load. I like them all.
 
I still brew coffee in an old electric percolator, I love the sound of it perking in the morning.
 
The first song after you go through the expense and hassle of a new sound system
I try to make the first thing I play on ANY new equipment ( should I remember) is the Full "A" Side of "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" I treat it Like a Shamanistic blessing.

any equipment I've given such a treatment to lasts for years and years. the ones I've not... tend to break not long outside of their warranty period...

Call it Mumbo Jumbo if you want, but it's worked for me...
 
Four balanced tires rolling down the highway 'nice and easy'.
Matched perfect and staggered special.

As posted before, F1 V10s are pretty glorious. The new, well since 22, NASCAR Cup cars without the mufflers are dreamy. As are the Top Fuel cars. O and the Cadillac GTP cars when they switch from electric to obnoxious V8 leaving their pit stall.
 
A plow truck rumbling by in the middle of the night.

A sled on a frozen lake, way far away, wiiiiide open.

Wood "settling" in my top-loading wood stove.

The ratchet at the start of a roller coaster that keeps you from rolling backwards.
 
The horn and subsequent rumbling of a distant freight train while drifting off to sleep.
 
The banshee wail of my 3cyl 500cc 2stroke Kawasaki H2 motorcycle at WOT redline

The V12 Packard/Merlin in a P51 Mustang on a high speed low pass
 
As a kid in the early 70s, I loved to hear the fire trucks at the local house up the street respond in anger. All American LaFrances with 8V71s, the tiller ladder was even a manual! Coming to a stop on overun while on the Jake, they would give me goosebumps. Kinda like this one.

In 1998 I took up truck driving for a short while. On one trip I ended up alone in Hudson Wisconsin.

Company put me on a grey hound bus back to Dallas .

Being new to trucking I decided to sit right over the screaming green leaker in that bus. Thinking I would enjoy listening to it.

About 45 minutes later I had to move to another seat as far away from that engine as I could.

I had to listen to that thing for 3 full days.
 
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