The problem with earworms is that they often turn a good song (recently Ben Folds’ “Landed”) torturous, perversely taking the very thing—some catchy bit of melody or groove—one loved the song for in the beginning into a reason to exorcise it from all playlists and such, in the hopes that the memory of its delights will fade.

Of course, sometimes musical quality is not the issue.  Take that damned Fresh Prince theme!  It’s positively fiendish—that bit about “smell ya later” always threatens to set up its own little corner in the brainpan and stay indefinitely. Curse them!

Replaced by Edelweiss from the sound of music.

Squeeze, come back !

As for VM & C’s “I’ll tell me ma,” you don’t know pain until you’ve had the far-worse Clancy Brothers or Wolftones’ version implanted.

My earworm syndrome seems to be that the last song playing on my computer when I leave the office stays in my ears until I return to the office next day, even if I put something different on at home.  It must have to do with being in a certain mode of brain activity, but I dare not speculate on the nature of that mode.

from time to time van morrison and the chieftain’s “I’ll tell me ma” bumps the coffee for a bit–is it possible to be the warground of battling earworms ?

Next time I run across a killer video tape, remind me to copy it and send it to you so I can save myself!