"we can't stop here! this is bat country!" - hst
the bats flooded the evening sky in their hundreds and in their thousands. the bat wranglers looked on with pride. it was moments like this that made all the blood, sweat, and tears worthwhile. their sensitive instruments picked up the bats' sonar as they echolocated insects.
suddenly, members of a german electronic music cooperative appeared, wielding hi-tek recording devices and shiny black boxes. they, too, had equipment that could pick up the bats' sonar. their equipment amplified the sounds and made them audible to the human ear as they were being recorded. and the noises the bats made sounded like... blip beep kling klang