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‘My husband and I live in the next-to-the-last house on a dead-end road in the country. Our nearest neighbor’s house is a couple hundred yards away with woods between us. The road itself is a quarter of a mile away. Our home is on the top of a rise and surrounded by trees by almost half with the front half being a long open field running down to the road. Our ‘yard’ extends about twenty yards around our house, between it and the field in front and trees on sides and back. We work from home in a workshop in our basement. It has one door leading outside to the back of the house. The woods are about twenty yards away from this point. This day we were working in silence with the door open as it was a lovely day. I was nearest the door at the sewing machine and my husband was working on the other side of me about six feet away. It had crept into the back of my mind that everything seemed oddly quiet outside suddenly. No birds or wind. Then I started hearing music. Because I was preoccupied with a lap full of sewing work, my mind was ‘loose’ and I guess reached for something tangible to process the music. I thought ‘oh it’s an ice cream truck’. That’s what the music sounded like. Tinkling, bell-like, complex and happy. The instant I thought ‘ice cream truck’ I knew that was crazy because we don’t HAVE ice cream trucks out here. Then I thought ‘cell phone ringer’? But knew that the ‘song’ was too complex for that. And besides, whose would it be. We shouldn’t be able to hear our neighbors even if they were at the edge of their property (over a hundred yards away) and for that matter we’ve never heard their cell phones before. Then I wondered/worried someone was skulking around in our woods behind the house. But my mind countered, if someone was, wouldn’t they answer their phone or at least silence it? Then I realized what I was hearing wasn’t being repeated like cell phone ringers at all. It was true ‘music’. By this time (maybe ten seconds) I said to my husband ‘I’m hearing music!’ I hadn’t gotten up because I felt if I did, I’d lose the music. He was already standing though so quickly went outside where he continued to hear it for a few seconds more. But he couldn’t figure out which direction it was coming from. He walked all the way around the house and saw nothing. No person, no car on the road, nothing. He didn’t hear it long after he walked out the door so maybe the music lasted thirty to sixty seconds in total. We even ran an experiment later with me going to the edge of the woods nearest the basement door. I turned my cell phone all the way up while he stood outside the basement door and still, he couldn’t hear it. I was able to hear the music while I was inside sitting inside the basement about fifteen feet away from the door. The fact that he heard the music after he walked outside and started to look around means that if it were someone in our woods, they’d have had to be deeper in the woods or lying down out of sight otherwise he’d have seen them. But even then, our experiment proved we wouldn’t have been able to hear a phone ringer. And it was odd that once he got outside and heard it for a few seconds, he couldn’t identify a direction it was coming from. We’ve definitely had other Fae experiences around here since we bought the place about seven years ago, so I wondered if it was fairy music. I’ve read about other’s experiences and it kind of seems to match. Oh, and I remember the experience left us feeling strangely lightheaded and fuzzy feeling. But perhaps that was just a result of our brains not being able to find a who or what behind it? This happened over a year ago and we’ve never heard anything else like it. I have heard music coming from our neighbor working in his shed (the nearest building to us but still about a hundred yards away and beyond a patch of trees) but that is very faint/muddled, easy to identify the direction and unmistakable as radio music. What we heard was definitely clear and distinct although we were never able to remember the ‘tune’ itself.’ ‘Tinkling. Bell-like. Complex.’ ‘Yes [the area] does [have a reputation]. But only because we have had previous experiences ourselves. We don’t know if the previous (original) owner of this house did because apparently, he went ‘crazy’ (as the locals tell it), defaulted on his mortgage and moved away. About three years after we bought the house, he disappeared and was found days later dead in a ditch. (We found this out via the Sheriff’s office who had come looking here for him after he went missing). However, since we started having unusual things happen around us (all very positive though!) I started researching and one thing or another led me to the possibility of Fairy. Now looking at this property, I wonder if this house isn’t built very near/on the side of a fairy mound and forest, which, if true, makes me wonder about the original owner and his ‘going crazy’. So far, we seem ok though, thank goodness.’ Why fairies? ‘Have heard of ‘fairy music’ before but never ghost or alien music – ha-ha!’ Fairies are ‘beings that live in a dimension or frequency (whatever that really means) closest to ours on either side perhaps. And sometimes there is bleed-over, like two radio stations coming in at the same time on the same frequency, a bit garbled and staticky.’