At this momentāit ranges from old commercial jingles (āI love those tiny little tea leavesāin Tetley tea!ā š¶ over and over and over and over) to profound things and everywhere elseāitās Amy Grantās āAngels Watching Over Meāā¦
Which is a nice song and has a nice low budget 80s video, so here you are:
Normally my earworms are entirely random and I can't even figure out how the song got stuck in my head. But lately, all day every day when I'm at work, it's "You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone." Sometimes I even sing bits of it out loud when no-one is around.
Normally my earworms are entirely random and I can't even figure out how the song got stuck in my head. But lately, all day every day when I'm at work, it's "You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone." Sometimes I even sing bits of it out loud when no-one is around.
I retire at the end of June.
I used to walk out of work on Mondays to head to archery, carrying my bow and arrows in their bag, and whistling "I Don't Like Mondays".
To my intense disappointment, no one ever twigged.
Normally my earworms are entirely random and I can't even figure out how the song got stuck in my head. But lately, all day every day when I'm at work, it's "You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone." Sometimes I even sing bits of it out loud when no-one is around.
I retire at the end of June.
I used to walk out of work on Mondays to head to archery, carrying my bow and arrows in their bag, and whistling "I Don't Like Mondays".
To my intense disappointment, no one ever twigged.
Probably before your time and not whistleable (!) but the vintage Animals song āWe gotta get outta this placeā has a good riff for anyone who canāt wait to retire.
Probably before your time and not whistleable (!) but the vintage Animals song āWe gotta get outta this placeā has a good riff for anyone who canāt wait to retire.
You can certainly whistle an approximation of it...
I Don't Like Mondays is a song about shooting people. Which you can do with a bow.
(Looks it up)
Oh yikes!
At no point did I say it was a *tasteful* action... though at that workplace a few colleagues might have felt the same way!
Oh, I was saying yikes regarding what the song was about, not the whistling with the bow. I actually thought it had to do with the attack on⦠American anchorman whose name I donāt recall, in which the attacker was saying āWhatās the frequency, Kenneth?ā (The anchorman was not named Kenneth.)
(Googles)
⦠Dan Rather! And this did lead to its own song by REM:
Two or three days ago someone mentioned Scarlet Ribbons on one of the Christmas/music threads. It has been going round in my head ever since.
Thanks a lot!
Now I have The Funky Gibbon by the Goodies as one version of the song has āsend to me some scarlet gibbons for my hairā at the end
Having had the music I sang last week with Scottish Voices (Beati quorum via by Stanford and the Magnificat and Nunc Dimittis in A flat by Harwood) running through my head for several days, it was replaced yesterday when my sister posted a link on the family WhatsApp group to All Around My Hat by Steeleye Span. https://g.co/kgs/AeDExYg
Thanks Nick - I've been hoping for something to replace the silly little ditty we had in church in Sunday (which WON'T GO AWAY), and that just might do the trick! š
"You and I are runaway horses, Ooo ooo, baby, hold on tight, Ooo ooo..."
Belinda Carlisle. Gosh the 80s/90s were fun.
(she played a pub in the country city a few years before I moved there -- 2015 (my manager and I were fans and he told me) -- and toured in the nearest city to me last year; and I forgot about it, having read months before... š¢)
Thanks Nick - I've been hoping for something to replace the silly little ditty we had in church in Sunday (which WON'T GO AWAY), and that just might do the trick! š
The problem with thinking about eearworms. Is that if you havenāt thought about them for some while, they become ear worms. again by writing about them!
Mine this afternoon is Matt Redman's "Blessed Be Your Name" having had a theological discussion with Mr Nen over lunch about the book of Job ("You give and take away...").
We had a washing machine that went da da da - da da da at the end of the cycle and, just as we were waiting for it to break into "Live and Let Die" it would go da da da again. Very disappointing!
Neither my washing machine nor tumble dryer serenade me, I am relieved to say.
I learned the trout song at school about 65 years ago, but have no idea what prompted it to pop up in my ear on this occasion is beyond me.
Neither my washing machine nor tumble dryer serenade me, I am relieved to say.
I learned the trout song at school about 65 years ago, but have no idea what prompted it to pop up in my ear on this occasion is beyond me.
Thanks @Roseofsharon for that. I came in to share that I had bits and pieces of Mike Oldfield's Tubular Bells clanging about my noggin, but now it's a Trout swimming about.
Thanks Nick - I've been hoping for something to replace the silly little ditty we had in church in Sunday (which WON'T GO AWAY), and that just might do the trick! š
Gilbert and Sullivan to the rescue again!
They manifested themselves again a couple of weeks ago; I was at a performance of Trial by Jury and had lovely earworms for about a week.
Thanks Nick - I've been hoping for something to replace the silly little ditty we had in church in Sunday (which WON'T GO AWAY), and that just might do the trick! š
Gilbert and Sullivan to the rescue again!
They manifested themselves again a couple of weeks ago; I was at a performance of Trial by Jury and had lovely earworms for about a week.
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Which is a nice song and has a nice low budget 80s video, so here you are:
https://youtu.be/KNIO9KH3UC8?si=JDC4pKMKznfWolsE
(Groan) An overlooked autocorrection. Yes, should have been humour. Sheād have laughed.
I retire at the end of June.
I used to walk out of work on Mondays to head to archery, carrying my bow and arrows in their bag, and whistling "I Don't Like Mondays".
To my intense disappointment, no one ever twigged.
I donāt get it. Mondays I get but archery?
Oh, I see!
(Looks it up)
Oh yikes!
At no point did I say it was a *tasteful* action... though at that workplace a few colleagues might have felt the same way!
You can certainly whistle an approximation of it...
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=z4MQ6voC2zU&pp=ygUadGhlIHJhaWx3YXkgY2hpbGRyZW4gdGhlbWU=
Oh, I was saying yikes regarding what the song was about, not the whistling with the bow. I actually thought it had to do with the attack on⦠American anchorman whose name I donāt recall, in which the attacker was saying āWhatās the frequency, Kenneth?ā (The anchorman was not named Kenneth.)
(Googles)
⦠Dan Rather! And this did lead to its own song by REM:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/What's_the_Frequency,_Kenneth?
Now I have The Funky Gibbon by the Goodies as one version of the song has āsend to me some scarlet gibbons for my hairā at the end
You're welcome!
Today's is 'Planetary Parade'.
And now, for a click, it can be in yours too!
They're going to Eurovision representing San Marino, which is a tad ironic. And be warned, that sucker sticks to your head fast.
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Belinda Carlisle. Gosh the 80s/90s were fun.
(she played a pub in the country city a few years before I moved there -- 2015 (my manager and I were fans and he told me) -- and toured in the nearest city to me last year; and I forgot about it, having read months before... š¢)
Oh b*gg*r. Now I've got it. At least it got rid of bits of Bruckner's first symphony I've been studying!
Done any laundry lately?
That's the tune some washers and dryers play when the laundry is done!
No, we don't always discuss theology over meals
Yes, Samsung washing machines (or at least some of them) play a very long version of The Trout at the end of the cycle!
Once upon a time, this was broadcast frequently during the day!
I learned the trout song at school about 65 years ago, but have no idea what prompted it to pop up in my ear on this occasion is beyond me.
Hmmmm .... sounds fishy to me.
As free as the wind blows. šµ
AFF
They manifested themselves again a couple of weeks ago; I was at a performance of Trial by Jury and had lovely earworms for about a week.