Thanks for posting the story and the recording -- it's quite good considering the equipment you describe ... The young males are known to sing through the night, particularly when the moon is bright (I think it was full on the 27th or 28th). That's all "MockerTalk," which reinforces the historical references to young, un-mated males going hormonal in a big way in certain conditions.
Somewhere in the literature -- 1940's U.S. South -- there's a quaint record of a young 'un who perched on some poor family's estate manor, sat on the chimney all night in the full moon, and didn't even pause. The rather repetitive (but I like it) sequences of five or six identical notes, followed by five or six different but identical notes, etc., reverberated through the ductwork all night, to the consternation of the family of sleepless folks within.
This invasion by an avian southerner is unprecedented for its sheer numbers; it makes the cardinal expansion into Ontario just over a century ago seem like a furtive crawl.
Now my brain hurts.
Good night all.
--nb
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