I just this afternoon found the site that exemplifies the perils when single-issue blogging is taken way too far.
Now I know you’re all thinking I’m gonna link to these guys.
But no! Not this time! I found a blog with an even more restricted mission, namely, to plant a certain song in your head without even intending to do so!
Unlike most other such sites, this one was not apparently set up as a joke by Michael Bérubé. You have been warned.
Dammit. You warned me and everything. Must…listen…to…punk…now.
One of my superpowers is that I don’t get songs stuck in my head. You lose.
=v= I think the best response to this is: calm down.
WWJD - What Would Jackson (Browne) Do?
These guys screwed up his line, which is the more geographically general “I’m standin’ on a corner in Winslow, Arizona” rather than the specific (and I’m sure more commercially valuable, real-estate-wise) “Standin’ on the corner”. And so my brain leaps to the wrong reference, and now I have an even worse musical infection - Dean Martin, who’s still watching all the girls go by…
Sorry if it’s catching.
One of my superpowers is that I don’t get songs stuck in my head.
That must be a real delight on a boring afternoon.
I hiked for several days with a guy named Big Red. Man could he sing. Every morning Red would sing while he was gettig ready to hike. He knew everyone would have that song in their head for the day. I did not care for his selections, bad seventies songs. I do hope he is well and singing where ever he is.
And i suppose none of you in CA these last few days have sung a few bars of Singing in the Rain now either???
They run and hide their heads. They might as well be dead when the rain comes.
What Dr. Virago said. Sheesh. How in the world did you find this? Wait, don’t answer that.