In reply to Rog Wilko:
> I love them... They'd cheer up anyone with the blues.
I loved hearing them when I lived in Oz, but to my ear the "laughter" always had a severely mocking tone to it, which is fine when you are well. And thoroughly apt if you are battling through some of Victoria's finest bush getting severely prickled, whilst trying not to step on a snoozing Copperhead, in the attempt to find - for the second or third time - the state's climbing Shangri-La (can't even remember the crag's name) which when you actually get there turns out to be anything but.
But, if I was feeling particularly blue, they'd sound like Job's comforters to me, I think.