Aaaa! Someone has written a post with that most evil of musical creations mentioned at the bottom of it! The one by the singer whose name rhymes with…um…The Mecca Sack? You see, as we speak, I am trying frantically to keep other songs on loop in my head. The first time I actually heard that other song (the Song That Shall Not Be Named), for the following week and a half straight, I could. not. get. it. out. of. my. head! I went to bed with it going around and around. I woke up realizing it had been playing on repeat in my mind before I was even conscious again. I found other songs – Obnoxious, catchy songs – in a vain attempt to get it to move out and leave a slightly more tolerable occupant in its place. A few times I even thought that I had rid myself of it, and then I would pass by a calendar and it would all come suddenly rushing back!
True story. Catchy song.
So I am so far successfully forgetting what it sounds like. But I have to be ever vigilant, because you know the first thing that happens when you realize you can’t remember what something sounds like? You try to remember what it sounds like. For at least a moment. You can’t help it. Even if the something is the Song That Shall Not Be Named. And even if it drove you to near insanity not long ago. What kind of instinct is that?? You don’t see me making wild gestures with card stock because I’ve forgotten what a truly terrible paper cut feels like. Clearly Darwin failed to account for YouTube.
It amuses me that the people responsible for that song are now making so much money off it so that people can mock it. So the problem with all these other songs by songwriters who can’t break into the business is not that they’re bad. Just that they aren’t quite bad enough.
Anyway, I am worried that one of those involuntary attempts will be successful and musical weekdays will haunt me again before my frantic attempts to distract myself can intervene. But in the mean time, for those of you who haven’t had enough yet, here is, in my opinion, one of the better covers.
…Which I refuse to listen to myself.