One heckuva lekker: the magnificent Golden-collared Manakin
I was in the jungle in Bocas del Toro, Panama, last May when I heard this strange noise. Listen for the sound of marbles knocking together.
I saw this bird and miraculously got a good photo:

When I got back, I looked at my bird guide and realized that I’d just seen a Golden-collared Manakin!! Gasp! This is a really cool bird. Along with peacocks and cock-of-the-rocks, it’s a classic example of a lekking bird.
(Side note: here’s a cock-of-the-rock that I saw in Ecuador, and you can hear their raucous calls around 2:10 of this podcast episode.)
Lekking is when the males gather together in groups and do a colorful and/or noisy display, something very exuberant and eye-catching. Picture high school. They’re trying to catch the eyes of the females, but they’re also catching the attention of predators, so it begs the question: How could this behavior evolve if it could easily get you killed?
Turns out that leks aren’t 100% understood yet, but one idea is that they evolve when the dad doesn’t have to help with child care. In manakins, for examples, it’s easy for the mom to find enough fruit to feed her chicks, but birds grow slowly on a fruit diet (it’s low in protein). So it’s easier to hide the nest during a long chick-hood if there’s only one parent always coming and going.
If the only thing that Dad is contributing to the chicks is his genes, and not help with child care, then Mom has to make sure she gets some damn good genes for her babies. All the displaying at a lek is somehow helping her choose her children’s father, maybe by showing her signals of health and strength, or maybe because the males are competing with each other, and it’s the dominant guy who gets the girl.
Anyway, it makes for some spectacular shows. Every species has its own kind of display. The golden-collared manakin dances by jumping from sapling to sapling, and in between he SNAPS his wings—that’s the marble-knocking noise you hear in the audio. The dance is incredibly fast, so the female can see how quick and agile he is.
A few days after I first saw and heard a manakin, I was lucky enough to actually see the dance in action. And I’ll tell you what: if I were a female golden-collared manakin, I’d totally go for that.
Reference: J. Kricher, A Neotropical Companion (Princeton University Press, Princeton, ed. 2, 1997)