42 Royalty-Free Audio Tracks for "Discuss"

Snowsteps in the snow during the new yeardiscussion.

A large group of people talking about random formal subjects, a good sound effect for social parties or meetings.

I did. It was different. I looove technology.

Group kmm-this sample is of people talking. (saying things like good luck) it ends with a door closing. Recorded with a zoom h4 handheld recorder, high gain.

Whether you like someone a lot has little to do with whether you love them. One thing for sure, if you spend enough time together you will become more like each other than you expected. Then you can make stupid mistakes together. Sometimes that makes the mistakes even stupider. Excuse my grammar.

I had to make a background track of roman senators talking for a comedy radio theater production. I recorded myself 5 times in different voices (other than my own) and got this track. There's a dumb senator in there, an old man senator, and three other random senator voices. :). You may do whatever you like with this sound. . . No attribution required, although i'd appreciate it if you would! :). Comments are always appreciated! :). P. S. Try to see if you can tell what the dumb senator is saying. . . That was the one that always got my friends laughing. Hint: it starts out with something like this (duuuhh) does any-body know what 'appened to julius caesar? well i see he died, but who knows? etc. Then he starts talking about how dumb he is and how everybody should imitate him because he's so dumb. . . Etc. :). All of the voices are done by me and none of these voices here are my normal voice. Xd.

An mp3 recording of a concert hall audience conversing and chattering. Taken with a black sony ic voice recorder, at the boettcher concert hall with the denver young artists orchestra. Use however you'd like. Feel free to credit. God bless!.

An mp3 recording of a concert hall audience conversing and chattering. Taken with a black sony ic voice recorder, at the boettcher concert hall with the denver young artists orchestra. Use however you'd like. Feel free to credit. God bless!.

An mp3 recording of a concert hall audience conversing and chattering. Taken with a black sony ic voice recorder, at the boettcher concert hall with the denver young artists orchestra. Use however you'd like. Feel free to credit. God bless!.

Sound of people speaking dutch in a street of a village from south of france. Sound recorded with a zoom h4n pro and a rycote mini wind screen. Son de personnes parlant néerlandais dans une rue d'un village du sud de la france. Son enregistré avec un zoom h4n pro et une bonnette rycote mini wind screen. My sounds are licensed under the creative commons 0 license but it would be a pleasure for me to hear your work so doesn’t hesitate to comment or to send me a message with your work :).

Never make a decision with your head in a closet. "if that's what you want. . . ".

When a photo session isn't one. . .

The title was what i told him. It wasn't that recent and nobody really got hurt, so why agonize? it was supposed to be just beer and chips i was serving. Shouldn't have ever repeated. Suddenly i was being handed my robe and hustled off to put it on. I guess he saw me trying to disappear into the hallway. Had to tell him something, and i wasn't really up for a war.

If you've resolved not to lie, stick to it.

I had to call it something.

There's always a reason. . .

That didn't happen. S'alright by me. . . I'm not sure he was kidding. . .

French baker speaking with a typical and beautifull accenti m ordering a croque-monsieur.

I know what you thought.

It was a really old song and i hadn't heard it.

Sometimes, my imagination goes here, and further. I never offer explanations for the bits and bites i ask from him, and clearly, he doesn't check it out later. So i put this together out of thin air. Probably. My mom used to caution that i shouldn't watch those horror flicks, they would warp my mind. Well any fascination with the macabre came directly from her. Right, dad?. Anyway, she should never have said that. I took it personally. She won't do it again. There's just a chance that this guy took it personally too.

I love surprising people. It's why i do what i do. After all, i don't (think i) look threatening at all.

A conversation that took place recently, in the bathroom. As straight males only see female attributes, it's up to everybody else to point out that men have attributes too. Often.

I was gifted a wonderful new phone with a 128 megapixel camera, and an elevated frame rate for video. I use it. The awesomeness of the internet does the rest. I'm innocent, of course.

Nobody does the right thing.

This discussion followed "trust issues" and preceded all hell breaking loose. My sister was right.

I have two sisters. One i can't even speak to, and one with whom i am very close. She stopped by at exactly the right time.

I'm not allowed to talk about it. More on this later. ;-d.

Try and envision a big athletic naked guy trying to get a look at his own testicles with a hand mirror. I got the photo. . .

This is the lead-up to "nothing to wear. " i'll not post any of the follow-up unless it is requested.

You've been the target of an attack, and you're at the local city precinct. I'd always thought the police had a blanket in the car. Not sure why. One reaches a point where it no longer matters. Getting there can be accelerated if your rescuer arrives without thinking to bring along something, anything for you to wear home.

The moral, if i dare call it that, is that if you are incapable of physicaly defending yourself, it is advisable to treat everyone with at least a modicum of respect. Such is the requirement of vulnerability.

Don't you just love a professor who can get his point across in spite of the odds.

A recording of my campus library.

Worth mentioning that the groan track is separate from the conversation, for those who want to use just one or the other. I hesitate to say i'm in training, but in a way i am. I don't really know what sorts of things i can get away with, so i have become acquainted with a brit who, i thought, knows everything there is to know. Instead, she may be a bit of an experimenter, and she practices a bit fast and loose. I surely can tell she loves it. . . During this bit of conversation i saw her reach and turn the clamping screws tighter. Extrusion. Interesting. One might wonder why he puts up with it, and i can tell you, he doesn't. A session like this one and he doesn't speak to me for a week. It goes on, i can tell you, at least until he finds where i keep the handcuffs. I do know where to find another pair.

Vocal, speaking, and audio snippets of interviews of visual artists that i did as part of a collaborative music project in 2018. The idea was to chop up and use these samples for a trance / punk form of music - which we jokingly called prance music. I used some, but never released any music with it in the end. Maybe one day i will, but in the meantime - i hope you can find some use of these.

Grabación de golpe en una mesa simulando una discusión, para usarlo como fx (efecto de sonido) en la radionovela "asignaturas pendientes" para radioua de la universidad de alicante. (españa). Recording of a table shot simulating a discussion, to use it as fx (sound effect) in the radio soap opera "asignaturas pendientes" for radioua of the university of alicante. (spain).

Doesn't want to discuss it. Ha, just wait. . .

He really didn't want to discuss it. . .

The vicinity of the village gather in the evening to discuss their problems. They speak in galician language.

Birds are kept behind a pane of glass directly in front of me. To my left, a couple discuss terrariums. Water runs nearby, and a door opens.

It is dusk on an autumn evening on the south side of the river thames, a few feet downstream from vauxhall bridge. Innumerable starlings have congregated in a murmuration underneath (in fact inside the fabric of) the bridge to noisily discuss the day before sleep. Overhead, cars and buses thump across the bridge panels, while small groups of city workers, nurses and spies head home or for drinks. All the while the river laps away as an unconscious heartbeat, and is churned up by the thrum of a passing riverboat.