This is one of those songs Spotify always wants me to listen to. (1/6)

I don’t know why — this song came out 5 years ago and the group hasn’t made any new music since. By all accounts, they're defunct, or at least in deep hibernation. (2/6)

Maybe the group will resurface just when Spotify’s forgotten about them, like the cicadas who sleep underground for 17 years... (3/6)

...until that one fateful moment they break free from the soil, fly south, frantically mate, and die. (4/6)

As it turns out, the cicada is engineered to make sound. Its membranes can rub against its ribs to click and buzz, while the chambers of its body are shaped like concert halls to reverberate sound. (5/6)

Little do we know, they’re putting on a show for us. (6/6)