Last night my resident mockingbird sang off and on all night. He was perched in an azalea bush by my bedroom window, and I can tell you, a mockingbird has a very loud voice. It chirped and warbled and I could recognize some of the other bird's songs he had woven into his repertoire, but not all.
My cousin Andy also has a resident mockingbird that perches in the bushes near his house. Mockingbirds especially like to sing when the moon is full, and during the last full moon, Andy griped that its loud singing disrupted his sleep. He opened the window and yelled at it. The bird would fly away for a while, then return singing again.
I was dismayed to hear that he finally threw some firecrackers in the bushes that seemed to deter it. He doesn't get it; that a full moon and a mockingbird is a magical experience. I like to hear them sing, no matter how loud, and feel privileged that it feels safe enough in my azaleas to sing for me.
susil
one that sings regular here.