Tori Amos, Past the Mission.
I love, love, love Tori. I had this CD on in the car last week, and this song has been the winner for stuck-in-my-headness. If you don’t know Tori, give her a try. Will give recommendations upon request.
Nov20
Category Archives: Earworms
Nov19
Look away now if you are as prone to these as I am.
Rick Dees, Disco Duck.
Sorry. I had to listen to some early 80’s disco last night before bed, that’s the only reason I have to explain this one. It all sounds like Disco Duck to me.
Earworm OTD
Nov13
Lucinda Williams, Passionate Kisses.
Not a clue. I’m feeling less-than-spiffy today so kissing is about the last thing on my mind.
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Nov10
Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young; Ohio.
But it sounds funny; the cadence is off and it almost sounds like an opera. I have no idea if I’m making this up, or if it exists in some cover version somewhere.
I realise I have a story about this song. Earlier this year, I took a free course on job hunting and CV skills. Not that I needed it, but it was something to do and being as who you know is important here, why not. Anyhoo, the instructor was a lovely Scottish lady in her mid-50’s. While going over the ‘education’ section of my CV, she asked about the university I had attended (for a year, until the money ran out). I attended Kent State. But, as I pointed out, “Not the famous campus of Kent State, it was a satellite branch in another county.”
I got a blank look.
“You know, Kent State? The Kent State shootings? Where the national guard shot protesting students to death in 1970?”
Blank look.
“The famous picture of the woman screaming over a body?” I probably even posed like the photo.
Blank look.
“The Kent State shootings are what that song is about, you know, the Neil Young one, ‘four dead in Ohio’.”
Well, she’d never heard the song, and didn’t know about one of the most shocking moments in recent American history.
I decided to take it as a culture thing. That it was understandable that a Scottish woman didn’t know about Kent because let’s face it, Scotland in the 70’s had troubles enough of its own. I liked her, and didn’t want to think she was ignorant. But I think I’m still surprised and a bit annoyed.
Earworm OTD
Nov7
Tennessee Ernie Ford, Sixteen Tons.
This one is all your fault, Sled. I’ve been waiting on this song to show up.
Quite irritating, too. Not the song, I like it, but the way it started playing.
I woke up, looked at the time, decided it was late enough and I should get up. I did a back-pain inventory and realised I was lying a little crooked, and hoped I hadn’t messed myself up for the day. I put my knees up to do my back strengthening exercise, and then remembered that I’d had really interesting, long dreams, the ones that are more like movies with proper plots. I love those, so I tried to recall the last one…and it was like watching someone drop the needle on the record. “No, you cannot watch a brain-film in bed! You must listen to ‘you load sixteen tons, and what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt’…” Arrrgh.
Earworm OTD
Nov6
Howard Jones, Things Can Only Get Better
No idea why, don’t recall hearing it recently.
(For anyone new, I wake up every day with a song in my head. It’s annoying.)
Earworm OTD
Nov5
Testament, again, Trial by Fire, again.
Only explanation I have is that it is a lovely sunny morning.
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Nov4
U2, Until the End of the World.
The crates from whence iDJ sprang. ( That makes very little sense but it was fun to write. If I had any poetry skilz, I’d come up with a next line. Cést la vie. )
Earworm OTD
Nov3
10cc, I’m Not in Love.
I actually prefer the Tori Amos version of this song, but I think this is the original that is playing in my brain this morning. No clue why, not heard any version in weeks or longer.
Earworm OTD
Nov2
Brenda Lee’s version of The Crying Game.
Once again, because I heard a snippet of it when iDJ was ‘crate digging’ last night. Ooo, that sounds a bit dirty. It’s DJ talk for looking through the music collection! Since his collection is digital, it’s more listening through rather than looking.
I also woke up right after someone in a dream said to me, “Carrot is rebelling against something.” I think he meant the dog’s stuffed toy Carrot. Can’t say as the damn song drove the dream away. Grrr.
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