Oh wow, that’s one of the rare treasures you can’t find in a streaming playlist! I’ve got a handful of field recordings where the hiss and click make a wolf’s howl sound like it’s coming through a foggy night on the edge of a cliff. The tape’s tiny wobble can even add a gentle echo, almost as if the wolf is calling from the ridge itself. It’s the kind of thing that makes you pause and feel the wind in the trees, even though you’re just listening to old magnetic tape. And the best part? There’s a grainy warmth that digital never gives you, like the howl is being whispered directly into the cassette’s magnetic heart. If you ever find another, send it my way—I’d love to add it to my little collection of nature’s lost songs.