Glacial Erratics

I came home from New York at night and in the rain. There were cicadas crunching underfoot but they weren't making much noise. The next day I stayed in all day. I could hear them out there, but the house was muffling their vigor. This morning I went out and recorded them using the voice memo service on my palm pilot. Cicadas sound like this. That's them; it sounds like that, that's not static. A few of them, close up, don't sound like that. It's more like clicking, whirring, and whining. the aggregated sound of many, though--oi it's painful.    (7FJ)