Battle of the earworms

[kitanzi]

It's really bad when a song you love becomes so entrenched in your head that you become desperate to get it OUT. It's worse when you try to replace it with a different song - and they merge into some hybrid horror that you STILL can't get out of your head, and you can't sing it, either.

I've been humming and singing Caledonia all damn day today, and most of yesterday, rather to coworkers' bemusement. In pure desperation I dug out a printout of Postmortem on Our Love - and now I've got some incomprehensible mishmash of the Postmortem lyrics trying to shoehorn themselves into some variation of the tune of Caledonia. Someone let me out of my braaaaaain......

(And please, don't suggest I turn it all into a filk. It's just not going that way!)

Comments

[annonynous.livejournal.com]

Oy! You did not need this, did you? I sympathize, especially as I had a case of food poisoning at the end of the last filk.

This will at least have put an end to the earworms, I hope!

Best wishes,
Ann O.