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Two Drink Minimum: Earworms
No, not a pest that attacks corn, tomatoes or cotton. The songs that get stuck in your head and play over and over and over. They’re a curse that drives you nuts when they get played on a radio, or at a grocery store, or at the nightmarish Chuck E Cheese ripoff you’ve been dragged to for your nephew’s birthday. Or that a love one sings next to you in a car. The sort of song that makes you want to pick up a baseball bat and register your opposition. This phenomenon is so irritating there’s been a TED talk about it, because that’s the only thing that could make them worse:
There are some terrible songs that qualify:
Terrifying songs too:
And some that are irresistibly catchy songs that make you into a vodka-swilling commie:
What earworm drives you nuts that you want to inflict on the rest of the Ricochetti, and what are you drinking to forget the one you hear now?
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I need something expeditious and brutal to numb my sensibilities and blast me into sweet oblivion.
No, not a boilermaker.
I’m NOT clicking anything in this thread. I shouldn’t even comment here.
Now, take THAT:
Was ist los mit dir mein schatz?
No drinking yet, too early.
Mrs. Ravoon is a good one, but I am not finding a recorded version on the Web, just the words.
Hard to believe it has been 26 years since I last heard that song…
Re Green Acres: it’s a genius theme. The orchestration is brilliant; sounds like it’s being played by stepping on small farm animals. Then when it switches to New York, Mizzy uses those dissonant xylophone notes to say URBAN in a way that’s recognizable to anyone who ever heard an American soundtrack – and then combines the two styles at the end when Eva and Eddie are going back forth.
For TKC:
Some of these songs are great. I wouldn’t call them ear worms.
Wow! That opening is some awesome stagecraft.
The trendy new term “earworm” originated from the much older German direct translation “Ohrwurm” – for all of the cliched tackingonsmallwordstomakeonebigwörden, Germans actually have a knack for small compound words that artfully describe familiar concepts (like earworm).
And with that introduction out of the way:
singing in German always reminds me of Frank Zappa
CoC Violation (in German from the beginning, in English from 1:43)
Can I just drink?
No Mr. Wilmot, I expect you to die!
Y’all need help. Not a chance I’m clicking on anything in this thread – I even skipped over the titles. I need an earworm like I need . . . .an earworm.
With thanks to ST: a caipirinhaand this:
I’m having a Yuengling lager while contemplating the essentially sadistic nature of this thread–the primary purpose of which seems to be to put other people’s annoying songs (OPAS) into my head. I now have several vying for mental attention and I really don’t need misty water-colored memories of any of them (thanks a bunch, @Columbo).
Edit: I realized I should have excepted Pachelbel’s Cannon from OPAS inclusion. Does it count as earworm virtue signaling? :)
A weird sort of admission. The earworms I tend to hear most are parts of the Greek Orthodox Divine Liturgy. The chorus parts will pop up at the oddest times. But I don’t mind. They seem to come when I need the lift.
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