There are many more birds in this neighbourhood (than in the previous neighbourhood), they are like flying and perching most everywhere and always (very many birds).
Crows are very clearly heard, like their ah cocky croak (I like when seeing them closeup on walls and things, their very metalparts clawfeet).
And there is some kind of cloud mass bird lifeforce dwelling and squeaking all together in big trees -- littleish birds.
The best bird may be -- it has never been seen -- the bird that cries HORA,HORA,HORA or sometimes HORA,HORA,HORA,HORA -- this is my favourite thingsound in japanese, the exasperative, pointive, declarative exclaimative 「ほら・ホラ」-- This bird really sounds like a human saying such -- maybe they all live near an exclaiming exasperated family ・ I am always happy to hear the voicing of this particular unknown bird.
The HORA is in many favourite haino keiji songtracks, for example on the excitingly guitarless fushitsusha album ORIGIN'S HESITATION, 5th track which I translated probably foolishly as "the shadow now becoming manifest" (hereish)The lyrics do not really indicate how the "song" actually sounds: a layering of live samplings of live sort of improvised moments. As well as "hora" (in profusion from 2 minutes 15 seconds), there is also an exclaimative declaritive pointive exasperated "kage" 「かげ」「影」(shadow) (from 3 minutes 25 seconds)
The album as a whole is quite controversial because of it being "guitarless". Some listeners, judging from at least two reviews, have even hallucinated the presence of "gated guitar" - - They are so lost without their haino keiji caricature . . .
And just yesterday golly came the rose-ringed parakeet! husband and wife, chirpy bubbly warble!
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