It's 2am and I'm trying to sleep, but there is one very loud bird somewhere outside that is chirping endlessly. Just a solitary bird bleeping away endlessly to itself. Unimaginably annoying. I don't know what it's trying to achieve, but if it's dying I hope it gets the on with it.
Renzo
There is only one man for this job.
Teezdalien
Perhaps you could sample it and and slap it over a mundane beat and have a #1 Beatport hit.
Birds call to defend their territory and declare it 'theirs'. There are some birds that come out at night and call, although, if there are lights around that are on during the night (and also during times of sufficient moon brightness) mocking birds can be active at night. They're especially prone to staying up and calling all night where there is artificial light (such as parking lots) that provide sufficient illumination throughout the night. The deal is, if they aren't calling, then they may lose their turf or have to fight for it. So they call to ensure that during the breeding season, they let every other male bird around know that this area is claimed and that everyone else should just move on somewhere else.
SYSTEM-J
Every so often it stops for a few seconds, and every single time I'm fooled into thinking it's given up on its pointless dirge. Then it starts up again in a different key.
Sushipunk
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Originally posted by Renzo
There is only one man for this job.
lol
EddieZilker
What kind of bird?
Ania_xox
bas
If it's late at night like this, it's most likely a mocking bird doing its mating call. I had one outside my window too. Absolute head. Throw a firecracker out there, that'll get him to off.
igottaknow
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Originally posted by bas
If it's late at night like this, it's most likely a mocking bird doing its mating call. I had one outside my window too. Absolute head. Throw a firecracker out there, that'll get him to off.
jupiterone
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Originally posted by Ania_xox
one of my favorite movies. i'm actually watching it as we speak
SYSTEM-J
Atticus can right off. Christ, I hate birds. If they didn't fly and people didn't attach romantic notions to flying and being as free as a bird then nobody would find the slightest joy in the feathered little s. At my old house there was a single row of trees and in those trees lived a colony of birds who were impervious to weather, sleep or logic. They'd chirp every minute of every ing day. They chirped at 3am in the depths of winter. Fly ing south, you avian pricks.
