Each sonic postcard has some connection to the village of Blakeney on the North Norfolk coast. The postcards vary – soundscapes, music, fragments of interviews with local people, some left abstract, others organized into regular musical statements – wave forms, pulses, even a beat that you could dance to. We “hear” a place in various ways. We hear its typical natural and humanly made sounds – its wind and waves, its traffic and machinery. We hear its soundscapes. Masts of boats clank in chorus in the wind. The sea swells and surges. We listen to its people – how they speak, sing, what they remember, what they talk about. Folklore. We know its progressions – tide to tide, changing topographies.