Whether I like it or not, music is always playing. Sounds good right? But I cannot turn it off, and it is rarely a whole song, it is likely just a guitar lick or something MANY times over. Hell it could be a jingle from a commercial in the 60's. I seldom get to pick the tunes. I can drown one out with another, but that doesn't stop it really, just changing channels.
Someone said Tears for Fears...
Shout, shout, let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on
Shout, shout, let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on
Well, I suppose it’s got to be better than dealing with my tinnitus when I’m sitting in a silent room.
In some cases, tinnitus can be unbearable. Wouldn't it be something if they could identify just that one 'nerve hair' and deaden it?
Opposites attract by Paula Abdul. Don't know why, I've never liked the song, and decades since I heard it last. . The worst thing is when you can only remember a line or two, or you don't even have any lyrics to find it. Almost as annoying as miss heard lyrics, that you can't fit in the song now you know the right ones.
Ear worms (song stuck in head) drive me nuts sometimes. If you get one, how do you get rid of it? If only I could just water my ear, wait a bit for it to emerge, and then just grab it and yank it out.
Spending 3 days a week with the grandson, and Sue has decided that Sharon, Lois and Bram need to be our sonic wallpaper during these playtimes.
It’s a tie between “Skinnamarink” and “Fish & Chips and Vinegar” (pepper, pepper, pepper, salt🙄)
It’s a tie between “Skinnamarink” and “Fish & Chips and Vinegar” (pepper, pepper, pepper, salt🙄)
I haven't heard that song for at least 60 years, but you mentioned it and the entire first verse plays in my head. I even Googled to see if I had it right, and I did.
Imminent senility? There are some who think I'm already there. I need (and get) prescription sleeping pills to dull down or stop the terrible dreams that I have that usually end with me or someone else getting killed. Very few get remembered now, but a few were actually quite funny even though blood got spilled.
I was the ADHD powered kid that carried my rather large Panasonic cassette player just about everywhere I went including school. Back in the 60's they had speakers and were loud enough to really annoy a teacher. ADHD was not well understood in the early 60's, so I was always in trouble even when not doing anything but staring out the school window for hours. Teacher, what teacher?
I collected old tube radios, fixed them and turned them all up full on the local Miami pop music radio station, which played mostly surf music. I would even crank up my guitar and play along if my father wasn't home. Music was my hiding place. It stopped the free running random thought machine that was (is) my mind.
Now 60 some years later there is always some music playing in my head. If I need to think, I calm (or synchronize) the madness with a pair of headphones and some music from my youth either surf music or mellow rock like The Moody Blues made in the late 60's.
I can't always remember what I ate for lunch a few hours ago but let me hear a few words from an old song from my distant past and I can usually tell you who, what, and within a year or two, of when it hit the radio.
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I think that as one ages, it gets easier to recall old memories rather than to install new ones.
Just leaving these ones here... dont blame me 🤔 😆
Mahna Mahna
Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life
Thin line between love & hate -- Annie Lennox: heard it a few days ago, running often in my head since. Love her explosive vocals climax... "Come on baby baby, you don't give a damn about me..." And the infectious lively bass line.
And some version of Jesu joy of man's desiring...
And some version of Jesu joy of man's desiring...
Often times I believe the subconscious "reaches out" through the song selections that play as an "ear worm". There's a message there.
When I was young, my parents took me on a short vacation to Lake Placid in upstate NY. A depressing aspect of growing up with them was they didnt exactly get along and it was my mother who mostly stirred the pot. This time, she was putting out friction over the quality of the motel we stayed at - I was fascinated by the fake color TV, with its plastic stick-on colored overlay.
I couldnt get to sleep that night. For some reason the Beatles "Hard Day's Night" just wouldnt stop playing, over and over in my head. I was sure I was going crazy and that had verified me having zero "control" over my own brain. It became what I considered real agony until at some point, I mustve finally fell asleep.
Of course, at that point in my life no one had taught me how this stuff worked, so I had no idea of what was happening to me. Probably just an acknowledgement, an underscore of what I went through cooped up in a car all day with those two - Perhaps I could have ended it with just a realization that, yeah - right! It is a hard days night, isnt it?
I like "Diamonds and Rust". There's I believe a companion song "Love is just a 4 letter word" by Dylan, of course sung by Joan. Watch out if that one starts up on its own.
When I was young, my parents took me on a short vacation to Lake Placid in upstate NY. A depressing aspect of growing up with them was they didnt exactly get along and it was my mother who mostly stirred the pot. This time, she was putting out friction over the quality of the motel we stayed at - I was fascinated by the fake color TV, with its plastic stick-on colored overlay.
I couldnt get to sleep that night. For some reason the Beatles "Hard Day's Night" just wouldnt stop playing, over and over in my head. I was sure I was going crazy and that had verified me having zero "control" over my own brain. It became what I considered real agony until at some point, I mustve finally fell asleep.
Of course, at that point in my life no one had taught me how this stuff worked, so I had no idea of what was happening to me. Probably just an acknowledgement, an underscore of what I went through cooped up in a car all day with those two - Perhaps I could have ended it with just a realization that, yeah - right! It is a hard days night, isnt it?
I like "Diamonds and Rust". There's I believe a companion song "Love is just a 4 letter word" by Dylan, of course sung by Joan. Watch out if that one starts up on its own.
I liked that song from the first time I heard it on the radio, so I rushed out and bought the album. Not so thrilled with the rest of it. It's somewhere in the wall.
Many have heard of the Grateful Dead's "Wall of Sound" made of speakers and amps. I have my own wall of sound....with Sherri's video collection squeezed into the middle. There are about 1200 CD's and 500+ records.
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Sometimes I suppose it works that way…other times I feel like you can throw it all out the window as far as how music influences us or how our musical preference reflects our emotions.
A grey difficult day can put me in a downer of a mood.
This morning started OK…not too many aches and pains…got out of the shower feeling pretty good. Then it was just one “broken shoelace” after another. Until I was down right ornery!
I tried turning it on its head…letting it go…making lemonade.
When all else fails, put on some music right?
Well, what’s gonna make it better?
Sometimes an upbeat Rock tune will do the job…or maybe I need a mellow Downtempo tune to calm me down.
Other times I need to really wallow in it with some blues to shake it off…LOL, how does that make sense?!
Yeah, today it took an extra cup of coffee and then “Stormy Weather” came on from my playlist…PERFECT.
Sometimes I suppose it works that way…other times I feel like you can throw it all out the window as far as how music influences us or how our musical preference reflects our emotions.
A grey difficult day can put me in a downer of a mood.
This morning started OK…not too many aches and pains…got out of the shower feeling pretty good. Then it was just one “broken shoelace” after another. Until I was down right ornery!
I tried turning it on its head…letting it go…making lemonade.
When all else fails, put on some music right?
Well, what’s gonna make it better?
Sometimes an upbeat Rock tune will do the job…or maybe I need a mellow Downtempo tune to calm me down.
Other times I need to really wallow in it with some blues to shake it off…LOL, how does that make sense?!
Yeah, today it took an extra cup of coffee and then “Stormy Weather” came on from my playlist…PERFECT.
Triumph’s “Magic Power” nails it - almost. When one is young and wild, they are anything BUT free. And now that I’m finally “free”, those ships have sailed. But the magic power worked back then and still works today.
Most excellent song, best played LOUD! Follow it up with Fight the Good Fight at the same volume level. Both of those were in constant rotation on MTV, back in the early 80's when the M stood for Music, not Mindless.