Greetings from hell
I have spent the entire day with “weave me the sunshine” playing in an endless loop in my head. For anyone who has escaped the insertion of this hooky peter paul and mary song into their cranium, it can be heard here.
Now, far be it from me to cast aspersions on the music or the work done by peter paul and mary, as hippies go, they’re among my favorites. That damned song, though, it just has to go away.
My friend Jenny helped me out, big time, too. She said “How about ‘billy, don’t be a hero'”. Thanks. Jen. Whyncha just give me a paper cut and pour some lemon juice on it?
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Have a nice time storming the castle boys!
S-A-T-U-R…D-A-Y night! Bay City Rollers Bitch. Enjoy that earworm for a bubble gum pop change. Just Damn`
Well, that Chuck Mangione song “Feels So Good” has been going through my husbands head for about 10 years… did you know every song can turn into this song if you are humming it?
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun…
Get down tonight? K.C. and the Sunshine Band
Laughing wolf, I thought you were above this sort of thing. Meanie.
Wish I was coming down to the howl. Have some fun for me.
ROXANNE!
You don’t have to put on the red light….
Og:
This is too easy. Sometimes I wake up with an insipid song from the past stuck in an endless do loop in my head. Here are the lyrics to a song that I actually like, “The Ballad of Curtis Lowe”
by Lynyrd Skynyrd:
Well I used to wake the mornin
before the rooster crowed
searchin for soda bottles to get my self some dough
brought em down to the corner
down to the country store
cash em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe
old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
when he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
he used to own an old dobro,used to play across his knee
I’d give old Curt my money he play all day for me
(chours)
play me a song Curtis Lowe Curtis Lowe
well I got your drinkin money tune up your dobro
people said he was useless them people all were fools
cuz Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
He looked to be 60 maybe I was 10
momma used to whoop me
but I’d go see him again
I’d clap my hands, stomp my feets, tryin to keep in time
well he’d play me a song or 2 then take another drink of wine
(chours)
Play me a song Curtis Lowe Curtis Lowe
well I got your drinkin money tune up your dobro
people said he was useless but them people all were fools
cuz Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
on the day old Curtis died nobody came to pray
old preacher said some words
they chucked him in the clay
well he lived a lifetime playin the black mans blues
and on the day he lost his life thats all he had to lose
(chours)
play me a song Curtie Lowe Curtis Lowe
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
people said he was useless but them people all were fools
cuz Curtis your finest picker to ever play the blues
I too on occasion suffer feedback loops of tunes that play over and over again in my head. What’s worse, they are usually pieces that I DON’T LIKE.
So, I try to drive them out with compositions that I DO like, such as Little Fugue in G Minor by J. S. Bach, or, on another wavelength, the Frigate March from the original version of Godzilla.
The technique nets only limited success. It’s like trying to maintain concentration.
A few weeks ago “There’s No Business Like Show Business” was on TCM, FMC, or AMC. I hadn’t seen it since I was a kid, and didn’t realize how many frickin’ times they sang “Alexander’s Ragtime Band”, and it was etched in my mind for practically a week afterwards.
Argh!
(Now I hope I haven’t brought it back by posting this.)
The beginning of “Centerfold” by J. Geil’s Band. When it first came out, one of my high school buds kept humming it at lunch, and was almost at the point of fits because he heard it on the radio on the way to school, and couldn’t stop the loop from playing in his head. His humming it got stuck in *my* head. Na, naaa, na na na na…
So it’s the first time I got stuck with an annoying song hook BEFORE I even heard the song on the radio.
But lately, I’ve been looping the intro hook for “Pictures of You” by The Cure. Actually, it’s rather soothing and comforting, not annoying at all. Some of you will remember it as the song with the HP printer commercial where people hold up photo paper, and it acts like a screen capture of the moment.
“You put da lime in da coconut and drink it all up”…
Heh heh heh…
I think that endless loop thing in your head is called an “earworm.” Anyway I had the theme John Wayne whistles in “The High and The Mighty” stuck like that for about two months when I was a kid. Our doc, an olde tyme family doctor had me kick back on a couch and consiously relax my neck and throat for as long as I could at a time. I did it two or three times and killed the earworm. I’ve used the technique several times since to fairly good effect. No harm in trying.
“Hey, Jude” :-P
My most frequent ear worm is The Unicorn Song by the Irish Rovers (http://users.cis.net/sammy/unicorn.htm). Try getting THAT one out of your head.
The Unicorn song was written by a fine irish boy. Shel silverstien.
Yes, but SUNG by the Irish Rovers and played every week on the Ray Rayner Show when they did the Ark in the Park segment. I still can’t drive past Lincoln Park Zoo without that little ditty popping into my head and taking up residence for at least 24 hours.
Oh, not denying or contradicting you, Leslie, just pointing out an interesting fact as an aside. Have you searched this blog for ‘ray raynor”?
Try http://www.badgerbadgerbadger.com
It’s got all my E-Pen Pals hating me.
Yes, I am evil. Proud of it, and mean to. WIsh you could make it down, maybe next time!