Sunday, 22 April 2012

stuck in your head


Sooooo, that typing thing again. By the way I have pruny fingers, damn dishes, but they be clean now. It makes it feel weird to type with pruny fingers, I don’t know how I didn’t realise this at an earlier date but hey, does it really matter? Listening to the music of a band that I haven’t really listened to before makes me think of many things. Usually this occurs because a friend has made you listen to a song that it “awesome” or it could be that you heard a song on the radio, have finally figured out the name of the band who are singing it and feel that you should give it a try. I am doing the latter right now. This is also besides the point, as I am merely stalling time to make a topic that I can discuss is some mediocre way. 

When you think of music you think of sounds, then you generally get a song stuck in your head, then you get stuck because some of the lyrics aren’t appearing in your mind, then you get frustrated. This happens a lot, all over the world. It is like God, or the gods, or whichever religion, deity or inanimate object you believe runs everything, has played a cruel joke on humanity, that not only do you get songs stuck in your head, and then, when you go to run through the song in a vain attempt to maybe sing it out, the lyrics disappear, or you end up in a loop of a section of a song, always ending back at the start of the chorus. The frustration begins. This song must be gone oh evil song demon inhabiting my mind. 

Right now, due to there being music playing, I do not have a song playing in my head. This is very good cos it means that at this moment I am less insane than you. One of my friends has this thing where, if a song is trying to turn you into a creature of the netherworld, they will do the chicken dance. Unfortunately for me whilst I can do the chicken dance this then leads to me singing out loud and doing the actions to Elmo’s version of the chicken dance. This leads to much consternation in those around me. Also, all this seems to achieve is getting the music from the chicken dance stuck in their heads, which I think could be worse depending on the song you have stuck in your head. It’s a coin toss really. Do you keep the demon in your head, playing a song on a broken record player, or replace it with an imp whose only aim in life is to torture you until you dance dammit, dance like you have never danced before. 

This is another dilemma with music. That is the background piece of lyrics, usually in a bridge or the climatic chorus at the end of the song, that you only vaguely hear, and then get annoyed at because you want to know what it says. I did that with a song a few weeks ago. It took me about 10 times of listening to the song with the intent to get the poem playing behind the bridge involving someone else singing, but I got it. I was so inordinately proud of myself for this achievement. I mean seriously, no one around me cared. But I did it anyway. Personal satisfaction I guess. Now I can be all pretentious and when those around me are singing the main bride lyrics, I can sing the background bit. Which, I believe anyway, is quite a nice piece of poetry even if the most of a response I got from it was ‘I wondered what the words were, ok’. 

Other times the achievement of discovering what the background lyrics are is overshadowed by either the rudeness or stupidity of them. Personally I think this accounts for about 90% of background lyrics. On the other hand, those are the kinds of lyrics that I usually catch by accident whilst half asleep listening to the radio, usually on a tram, though the last bit of information is not really needed in this context. These are usually followed by a quick internal WTF, mind you if this happens at home or in the presence of others also listening to this song and you feel friendly enough with them to point it out to them in a not in your head voice, you could vocalise said WTF. 

Anyway, it appears that I have ranted on long enough. If you have a song stuck in your head, please feel free to comment about it, and maybe we can help you figure out those pesky lyrics.

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  1. I had "call me maybe" stuck in my head last night but I don't need help with it. It is all nice and not in there anymore. I did get the chicken dance in my head for a bit when reading this.

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    1. I have succeeded...also....Elmo wants to be a chicken, Elmo wants to be a duck, quack quack quack quack, *clap* *clap* *clap* *clap*

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