Sentences with phrase «hear in a small room»

Even at full volume, these two speakers were tough to hear in a small room.

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In a small hearing room packed with British and Canadian press, Carney answered four hours of questions on subjects ranging from quantitative easing to the intricacies of flexible inflation rates to whether he was actually capable of living up to his «rock star image.»

As a practical matter, smaller size boards are easier to manage (i.e. scheduling board meetings for larger boards is extremely difficult; meetings seem to go faster when there are less people in the room whose opinions needs to be heard).

I remember in my residency (before central monitoring, and in a smaller unit) there being a golden spot where you could sit and hear all the strips at once, and I remember jumping up to run to rooms for decelerations, but I really can't remember being able to hear variability.

I work from my home in a small market town in Somerset, tucked away in an upstairs room that overlooks our garden, where I can look out the window and hear the birds singing all day.

Still, I couldn't bear the thought of leaving my newborn son all alone in a room where it might take me longer to hear his small cries, and the decision to put our son in our room ended up manifesting into the decision to put our son in our bed.

A relatively small class size, say no more than ten parent - and - child pairs, is important so you can hear the teacher and have plenty of room in the pool.

Obviously that can have a pretty big impact on you and so one of the things this family wanted to do was at least start small and start with this one hospital again in the UK and see if they can sound proof some maternity to just give people little bit more privacy because it is true you never know what is going on in the room right next to you and it can have the same effect to of someone that is trying not to freak out about labor and delivery over you know the hypnobirthing and you hear something going on in the next room and it totally throws you off.

While I have a nice 7.1 room setup, I wanted to hear just what Atmos could bring to gaming in a small professionally - curated setting.

Small groups met in stations around the room to hear the arguments presented by different groups.

At 75 percent we could easily hear songs in a small room with a high - power fan running.

While not as powerful, the four speakers on the 9.7 - inch iPad Pro impressed us in our testing, filling a small living room with sound; we heard driving guitars but not the best bass.

There's a problem though, the audio is just far too quiet to hear in anything but a quiet, small room.

We could also barely hear anything coming from the tablet in a small conference room with the volume on medium.

A few minutes after we got back in the evening, we heard a knock at the door, and this small man came into the room with a stepladder and proceeded to install lightbulbs in the overhead fixtures (we hadn't noticed the missing bulbs):

Pick up the red phone first and you will hear the a girl's voice say «You will die in seven days» Also, in Chapter 15 (An Eye For An Eye Makes The World Blind), as you come from a staircase with two small Slayers and one large Slayer, you will find yourself in a small room with white walls and a few dead COs on the walls.

While I have a nice 7.1 room setup, I wanted to hear just what Atmos could bring to gaming in a small professionally - curated setting.

I've heard you describe the work — you mention that there is this small pine that is suspended in the middle of the room by several other very tiny threads that go to different parts of the room?

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

After a quiet 2010, we were excited to hear that one of our favourite galleries in London, Elms Lesters Painting Rooms was showing a small selection of new mixed media work by Adam during Frieze week, so we had to mark our calendars.

«It was a decrepit red brick residential house and hearings were held around a table in the dining room, while those waiting sat in the small living room.»

This soundbar is ideal in small to medium rooms, but I'm sure you won't be surprised to hear that it doesn't deliver enough oomph for larger spaces.

There are three electricians in my family (brother, brother - in - law and nephew), and my head just shakes when I hear some of the horror stories that they tell me regarding do - it - yourself wiring jobs that they have come across when homeowners have personally added wiring to garages, sun rooms, basements, small additions, finished attics etc., all without permits, and thus, all without proper inspections.