Thursday, December 9, 2010

A dirty, dirty secret confession...

I found myself in line at Joanne Fabrics the other day. I found this on the overhead. I found myself...singing it. Yes! Me!



I have the ability--often great--sometimes horrifying--to recall and sing the lyrics to almost every song I've ever heard. The loved, the tolerated and the abhorred. So there I stood in line at Joanne's singing along to Dan Freakin' Fogelberg. Then on the way to the mall (I was Christmas shopping don't ya know) REO Speedwagon came on. Singing, singing, singing--me.

Now I was never ever a fan of REO Speedwagon, but I do know every song of theirs ever played on the radio thanks to my brain. I cannot remember why I went upstairs but I know all the lyrics to Take It On The Run. However...I will cop to being a fan of Dan Fogelberg...Gordon Lightfoot (Gah, get me drunk and get me to sing The Wreck of the Edmond Fitzgerald) and Harry Freakin' Chapin (Mr. Tanner was a cleaner from a town in the midwest...). So there. I said it. I do not like REO Speedwagon but I know all the words to The Cats in the Cradle by Mr. Chapin (and 30,000 Pounds of Bananas) and Thank God I'm A Country Boy by John Denver (groan). And Rubberband Man by the Spinners...Father and Son by Cat Stevens. Oh gosh. I'm going to stop now...

Now you. You go. Tell me what song is stuck in a head as you unload the dishwasher.

XOXO
Sommer

13 comments:

  1. As I do the dishes by hand, you mean? This will only make sense to people around my own age, who had one of 'those' gym classes, but... "Go, You Chicken Fat, Go!"

    Then again, why should the young folks miss the pleasure?

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=af2j59zzX3Q

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  2. While it may seem timely right now, I have been known to suddenly find "Winter Wonderland" and "The First Noel" playing along in my head at times that have NOT historically qualified as the Christmas season. Since I have tended, the last several years at least, to not like to focus on the Christmas season when it's not (and sometimes when it is), I have not generally felt a fan of this.

    Heh, "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" is played at Camden Yards during the seventh-inning stretch. :) I myself have been known to enjoy it, lol—Mr. Emerald, not so much.

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  3. You are a brave, brave soul to confess. We forgive you. lol Right now the song whirling in my brain is "I want a hippopotamus for Christmas" -- not sure why, I don't want one, but I like the song. Makes me smile.

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  4. The first band I was ever in was called "Sundown"...and we played the Gordon Lightfoot song by that name. I grew up with John Denver blaring through the speakers. My father was a big fan. And like you, ma'am, I have the ability to recall almost any bad lyric that has ever entered my ear canals even once. But the biggest annoying one of all was one time in about 1992. I was at my (future) wife's family farm and they had me out plowing a paddock. For some reason the song "Finally" by Ce Ce Peniston leapt, legs akimbo, into my brain and WOULD NOT LEAVE! I called the cops, but they said it had rights and that possession is nine-tenths of the law. So the song got to keep my brain.

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  5. GARR! Now that I've mentioned the friggin' song...IT'S BACK! GET OUTTA MY HEAD! GET INTO MY CAR! Oh, heck...now I've opened a can o' worms.

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  6. OH god. My head generally is on shuffle...but the worst is when it gets going with jingles!! And then it's like this...

    ah-one, ah-two, ah-one, two, three, four...gimme a break, gimme a break....
    then...
    CLAP ON CLAP OFF
    THE CLAPPER
    then...
    Big Mac, BLT, a quarter pounder with some cheese...
    then
    then
    then
    then
    (O_O)

    HELP! I need to flush my cache!

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  7. (Gah, get me drunk and get me to sing The Wreck of the Edmond Fitzgerald)

    Something to add to my to do list!

    I will confess that I have and loved ... omg, this is soooo difficult hahaha ... John Denver, Barry Manilow, and ... Tom Jones.

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  8. these are faboo guys. only i don't know what to sing now! :)

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  9. *GULP* Ok, here goes nothing (be brave be brave be brave)

    ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ - it's the most remarkable word I've ever seen. (a la Big Bird)

    Oh, that and Hit me Baby One More Time - I think Big Bird is more forgivable.

    But I'm with you - I have the same recollective abilities. And it drives everyone NUTS. Especially when we're in the car, a song comes on and the first words out of my mouth are "GAH I hate this song." followed by every word in that song. And usually at the top of my lungs.

    (hides head)

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  10. My song-stuck-in-head episodes are usually the result of "environmental suggestion"—i.e., seeing a word or phrase that reminds me of a song. One time we were vacationing in an area where there was a nearby town, or road, or other local entity called "Lido," and there was a sign pointing to it that we passed every time we went anywhere. So my brain was on what you might call a one-tune "Lido" shuffle.

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  11. I do that too, Angell, "I hate that song" and then sing the whole thing. And then I'm still singing it later.

    J, that makes me think of the Lido deck on the Love Boat. And now...I have that theme song stuck in my head.

    The love boat! Exciting and new. Come aboard, we're expecting you. The looooooooooooooooooooooove boat...urgh.

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  12. As I'm unloading the dishwasher, this morning, I see a ring in my favorite coffeecup which the dishwasher is apparently unable to remove, and I break into "There's a ring around the moon tonight, and a chill in the air...", the initial words of "In the Passage" from the 1981 project "The Innocent Age". As a youth, I listened to "Your Hit Parade", was around for the birth of rock`n'roll and loved Elvis, then the Beatles, but the first to blow my socks off with every song was Gordon Lightfoot. Liked most of Barry Manilow and at least half of John Denver, but when Dan Fogelberg came along, I was stuck for life. I love his blues, his hard rock, his country rock, his jazz fusion, his ballads, and yes, even his soft, sweet, love-done-me-wrong songs (which is all some people seem to know of Dan, alas...), and when people list Dan, Gordon, Barry, John and others of the like on their "Worst" lists, I can only shake my head at their ignorance. I mean, Dan has a song for every project around the house!

    So, Sommer, you keep proudly singing along with your favorites in grocery stores and elevators. I bet they'll all secretly admire your fortitude.

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  13. My favorite part of the LB theme to sing (when it's stuck in my head) is the "and" from the line "And love won't hurt anymore." It's a real over-the-top showboat of an "and," as I recall, with a little hiccup between the first teasy presentation of the short "a" sound and the actual word: A-huh-annnnnnnd love..."

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