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Listen to the undersea orchestra
Boing, thwop, muah, boop, scrapey-scrapey, click. Pop, growl, flub, crunch, wibber-wibber, snap.
The French scuba-diving pioneer and underwater filmmaker Jacques Cousteau called his 1956 Oscar-winning ocean documentary The Silent World, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Was Cousteau so distracted by the wonders he saw that he forgot to use his ears? It’s not just the roar of the surf, the scatter of rain, the clinking of pebbles and the swoosh of kelp fronds. Crowds of kina crackle at dusk and dawn as they scrape algae from the rocks. Humpback whales teach each other songs. John Dory bark like dogs (and no one knows why). New Zealand bigeyes—small, nocturnal reef fish—make rhythmic pops in the dark to help them stay together as a school. Listen to them in this story...
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