TheBanyanTree: Head Songs
Linda
imijri at twcny.rr.com
Sat Jan 21 14:46:36 PST 2006
Dearest Maria,
I have found a cure to this maddening condition, one which is often brought
on by smart-alec kids who know how sensitive I am to these musical
suggestions and try to garner my surrender to their superiority with, oh,
for example, the SpongeBob Squarepants theme. This stopped when I gifted
that person with a SBSP alarm clock which sings, I mean, SHOUTS the song
over and over again.
The method is to pay homage to the Willy-Nilly Stuck Song god and sing the
thing at the top of one's lungs, however, one must then promptly move into
another number with appropriate props and dance steps and perform it with
gusto.
Pick a song you can stand, since it will be with you a while, and by the
way? Thanks very much, because Neil is now in my head, too.
Where is my top hat?
LL
-----Original Message-----
Last night I was dinkering (a word for me, get your own stinkin' words)
around and a really old song by Tom T. Hall came to mind. Sing me a sad
song so I don't have to cry alone or some such thing. Woke up with it in my
brain but now I can't catch it because I'm all wrapped up in Song Sung Blue
by Neil Diamond. For several days it was that put your hand in the hand of
the man who stills the waters song but I can't think of it now either
because Neil will not shut up. Seems it's only been a few weeks since I
have been hounded by songs and bits of songs but like Chinese water torture,
it is starting to wear on me in a really bad way. I can feel a hole
beginning to make a divet which will soon be the Grand Canyon from the look
of things.
Damn Neil Diamond and damn the Chinese. I've found torture of a new
variety.
Maria
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