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Tags: Art & Culture
// Nov 19, 2015 at 5:02 pm
WARNING: this one hits home, so I am probably going to rant.I have heard of Earworm berfoe, but I think there needs to be a medical term for those of us that suffer from Chronic Earwormitis (maybe I just invented it :)) (BTW, I never know what to do when I want to end a parenthetical sentence with an ACII smiley; life is weird :()I have a serious problem with this, you can ask anyone who has spent an extended period of time with me. I actually wake up with songs in my head that I haven’t heard in years, and there have been occasions when there is NOTHING I can do to get it out.About 8 years ago, I woke up with Tom Jones’ She’s a Lady in my head. The next two months of my life were plagued with that song on full blast and repeat. I tried the hair of the dog trick, it made it worse. Now I not only knew the hook, but every word in the entire song!!!! I think I even made it my ringtone. Once I became used to it playing ALL DAY in my skull, it became a joy just to irritate others with it by playing it, singing it, spoken word poetry recitals; you know, the works!And then one day I woke up, and it was gone, but replaced with Bill Withers’ Aint no Sunshine when She’s Gone . That was at least a bit more enjoyable, but I went through the same torture as She’s a Lady. I don’t know how I got rid of that one.There are a few things I don’t understand about these situations:1. WTF is up with the early 70 s tunes?? I didn’t even spend one day in that decade!!2. How can you just wake up with a song in your head like that? I don’t sleep with the radio on.3. WHY ME!!!!!!I guess you could call me a musician, but I am a half-ass one at best, so I can’t use that excuse. Maybe it’s my inner Goddess trying to release her feminine desires ;)Oh well, I’ll just keep singing Black Eyed Peas BOOM BOOM POW until I die I guess, what can I do .
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