Channing began to turn the tuner of the radio receiver. The band was
dead, and Channing laughed. "This is going to be tricky, what with
the necessity of aligning both the driver-alloy disk and the radio
receiver. Takes time."
He changed the alloy disk in minute increments, and waved the tuner
across that portion of the band that would most likely cover the
experimental error of Charley Thomas' frequency measurement. A burst
of sound caught his ear, was lost for a moment, and then swelled into
perfect tune as Don worked over the double tuning system.
"Whoa, Tillie," said Walt. "That sounds like--"
"Like hell."
"Right. Just what I was going to say. Is it music?"
"Could be. I've got a slightly tin ear, you know."
"Mine is fair," said Walt, "but it might as well be solid brass as far
as this mess is concerned. It's music of some kind, you can tell it by
the rhythm. But the scale isn't anything like I've heard before."
"Might be a phonograph record played backward," suggested Wes.
"I doubt it," said Channing seriously. "The swell of that orchestra
indicates a number of instruments--of some cockeyed kind or other--the
point I'm making is that anything of a classical or semi-classical
nature played backwards on a phonograph actually sounds passable. I
can't say the same for jamstead music, but it holds for most of the
classics, believe it or not. This sounds strictly from hunger."
"Or hatred. Maybe the musicians do not like one another."
"Then they should lambaste one another with their instruments, not
paste the sub-ether with 'em."
Channing lit a cigarette. "Mark the dial," he said. "Both of 'em. I've
got to get in touch with the Thomas Boys."
Walt marked the dials and tuned for the _Relay Girl_. He found it
coming in not far from the other setting. Charley was speaking, and
they tuned in near the middle of his speech.
"--this thing so that it will not buck like a scenic railway
finding the fourth derivative of space with respect to time. For my
nontechnical listeners, that is none other than the better known term:
Jerkiness. We applied the modulation in to the first driver anode--the
little circular one right above the cathode. I don't know whether this
is getting out as it should, so I'm going to talk along for the next
fifteen minutes straight until I hear from you. Then we're switching
over and repeating. Can you hear me?"
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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