| The telephone
rings. The microwave oven reports that food is ready. A clock announces the
hour. Someone's pager has been paged. The fax machine has run out of paper.
Or somethinganythinghas happened in a wristwatch, or computer,
or alarm system, or dishwasher. And you don't know which, or what, or whose, because all you've really heard is (pardon the approximate transliteration): beep. Maybe it was beep beep . . . beep beep. If the television is on, you may not even be sure whether it was your phone or Jerry Seinfeld's. If you're at a business meeting, you may be one of a dozen mildly embarrassed people all reaching for your pockets at once. Beep is just the beginning. We are surrounding ourselves with a cacophony of electronic sounds. Chirps, trills, hoots, shrieksno, the old onomatopoeia can't capture these thin and perfect tones, and evolution doesn't seem to have prepared us for this particular assortment. They aren't the noises of the jungle. They're the noises of the human-factors laboratories. At Timex, where they now sell "Beepwear" for the wrist, the engineers know they're limited by their tiny piezoelectric crystals, which vibrate in response to the tiny current from a very simple circuit. Wristwatch designers can only envy their counterparts at telephone companies, who can use little speakers and more complex circuits and make their pagers play "Hail to the Chief" when a message comes from the boss. But musicianship isn't the goal anyway. "Everybody's beep sounds the same," says Phil Brzezinsky of Timex. "What we try to achieve in our products is, we want to make it as irritating as we possibly can, especially our wrist pager. We're always trying to crank up more sound." A long, long time ago, telephones rang. They struck a pair of little metal gongs with a fast-moving hammer. This was the invention of Thomas J. Watson ("Mr. Watson, come here! I want you!"), improving on his and Alexander Graham Bell's previous noises, the "buzzer" and the "thumper." The distinct sound of the ringing telephone penetrated deeply into American consciousness for nearly a century, but in the spring of 1956, Bell Laboratories began field tests of a new sound, a "musical tone ringer," as it was optimistically called. To smack those gongs with the little hammer took 85 volts; the transistorized tone ringer needed less than one. The 300 subjects of the field test, in Crystal Lake, Ill., mostly found the new sound "pleasant," after taking a week or so to get used to it. Strangely enough, an advantage was that they could easily distinguish their new telephones from ringing doorbells, alarm clocks and fire alarms. In 1956, ovens, wristwatches, and the contents of people's pockets tended to remain silent.
Maybe now we are in the jungle
after all, surrounded by all these new species and needful of more varied
and sensible auditory cues. Even if we don't have perfect pitch, we're not
completely tone deaf or rhythmically obtuse, most of us. If birders can learn
to distinguish dozens of characteristic songs and telegraphers could handle
Morse code, we should be able to cope with a few simple electronic warbles
and trills. |
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First published in the New York Times
Magazine 16 August 1998