The Radio

Let's say you're up late at night and you go for a drive. It's early summer and the smell of the night air is intoxicating. You've got the windows rolled down and you're driving on a two-lane road through a forest. You turn on the radio and try to tune in to a radio station. You're having a hard time getting a station to come in. The signal is very staticky, but as you turn the dial, you realize that the sounds you're getting, snippets of symphonies and the like, are still beautiful, but not clear. There are whooshing noises and sounds like satellite bleeps, white noise, and silence. You turn the dial back and forth, and you realize, quite suddenly, that you are not just experiencing music, you are actually making it. You are like the musician and the radio is like your instrument. By turning the dial back and forth, you find some very pleasing and interesting patterns of incredibly crazed and disturbing sounds followed by eerie quiet passages. You're blown away. You've never thought of playing the radio this way, nor have you ever thought to "listen" in this manner. A bunch of unintelligible "garbage" has just gained incredible meaning.

Is there a scientific explanation for what you've just experienced?