Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Bach To The Future

Classical Composers For Hens’ Night

A Gloucester farmer is helping his hens lay more eggs - by playing them classical music. Charles Bourns, the National Farmers Union's poultry board chairman, plays classical music 24 hours a day to his birds. As well as increasing productivity he believes it helps the birds' growth rate. "I have tried pop music, but the birds prefer Classic FM, much to my children's disgust," he told Farmer's Weekly magazine.

FOOTNOTE: No third degree, Bourns.


Nap Warden said...

My mother raises ponies. She swears by country music in the barn...According to her, it keeps them calm. Who knows.

The Egel Nest said...

So for chickens it is classical...and ponies it is country...

I'd like to meet the animal that gets down to heavy metal music... :)

footnote: Bach-a-doodle-doo

Shionge said...

This is something new to me I bet I'll dance after having a go at them ;)

Flassie's Fil'a said...

LOL nap warden!

LOL the egel nest!

I'll have to pass this
one to Katherine Dunn!
She has a Cute Hen Story
on her blog date Oct. 2.

Have a Blessed Week!

wes said...

Its interesting to read that he tried pop music and then 'production went down' and then settled for Classic FM.
I wonder what jazz would do to them.

Lin said...

There is a fellow who sells his special music CDs to farmers and has plenty of testimonials worldwide as to its efficacy. I am almost tempted to try it some day, even in the severe desert without real electricity.

Corey~living and loving said...

LOL this is great and the egel nest killed me with the footnote. :)
my parents have chickens...I might pass this hint on to them. LOL

Anonymous said...

We play classical music for the animals at my kennel at night and it definately helps them settle down for the evening.

dot said...

I just bet they would love a little good ole country music!

Flassie's Fil'a said...

LOL Wes about the Jazz, music!
Have you ever seen that old
cartoon of the Owl that sings
Jazz? The song goes like this that he sings. I want to singa, about the moona and the joona and the
springa, I want to singa about
a sky of Blue and I am not sure of the words after that. They might be, a tea for two or the words might be, me and you? When his
parents were around he sang blah, lifeless but as soon as they weren't around he'd sing a Jazz tune. I liked watching that cartoon. In the end everything turned out and his parents excepted him for who he was.
Have a Blessed Week!

Hammer said...

Plants and animals like classical.

I wonder if that says anything about those of us who listen to loud screeching rock music ;)

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