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The cicada's singing sounds of alien invasions as imagined by Hollywood, a pulsing martian's mind control ray. I wish I had a more sophisticated vocabulary of sonic principles to talk about how the note of buzzing radio static begun by one builds as a hidden chorus abandons itself to a gradual increase in pitch like emotional drunks on barstools before simmering down to a slowing arborial sizzle. The sounds seems to come from vibrating the abdomen, which seems very tricky to one who can't even hoola hoop.