Hum a Few Bars and I'll Sing Along

Does anyone else think in song lyrics? Really? No? Huh. The nice doctor at the institute said it was completely normal......

I'll bet you didn't know that I am extremely musically talented. I play the radio, the iPod, AND the compact disc. Now, now, don't be jealous. I realize that not everyone can be this special. Although I don't play an actual instrument, I LOVE music. Not all music (80's hairbands and I had an argument about a decade ago and we're still not talking to each other.) but a lot of it. And even songs that I might not love seem to lodge their way into my subconscious. Since I adore music,  the lyrics, song titles, and artists seem to stick in my head. Seriously, it's like Trivial Pursuit up there sometimes.

Because of this quirky facet, it's the smallest things that make me revert to songs. If my husband had a day off and asked me please wake him up when I leave for work, I'd instantly think, "Wake me up, before you go go. Don't leave me hanging here like a yo yo." And then that song would be stuck in my head for hours and it would totally irritate me because of it's upbeat tempo and matchy-matchy lyrics.

Okay, need another example of my "special talent"? If someone even mentions the word hero I think of either Bette Midler ("Did you ever know that you're my heeeeerooooo?") or the Foo Fighters. ("There goes my hero, watch him as he goes.") Of course, of those two, I'd definitely prefer the Foo Fighters to be looping around that warehouse of a brain of mine as I'm not totally in love with 'ol Bette. Someone who's leaving and says, "I gotta fly" and now I'm thinking of Steve Miller Band's Fly Like an Eagle. If anyone says Oh my God guess what's there? The intro to Sir Mixalot's "I Like Big Butts". Now THERE'S a song to have stuck in your head. I don't even LIKE big butts and now I'm telling myself that yes, indeed I do, and I cannot lie.

Sometimes when I'm bored, I'll change the lyrics to the song and sing something completely different to the tune. I do this often in traffic if my kids are in the car. (Because face it, if they aren't in the car, I'm probably dropping a lot of f bombs and a-holes. Have you seen how people drive? Unbelievable.) For example, take Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody". The part that says "I see a little silhouette-o of a man, Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?" turns into "I see a really stupid man on the road. Yes he is! Yes he is! Can't believe he got his license." Upside? Arguing kids will now side with each other on how weird Mom is.

To top it all off, and make sure you realize what little normality myself possesses, I wake up every day with a song in my head. It doesn't even have to be a song I've heard recently. I once woke up thinking about a song I hadn't heard in years. Sometimes I wonder if there's a tiny little neuron in charge of things up there and, to keep himself from getting bored, he throws a funky song out once in awhile to see if I'm paying attention.  Mostly I accept these wake up songs but there are times I have a song I don't like stuck in my head or worse, one that I only know 1 line to. Then that one line loops around like a record player that skips. Annoying. And you wonder why I'm crazy?

So please be careful what you say to me. The song locator in my head might make me think of the B 52's Love Shack and I seriously hate that song. (I know, I'm probably the only one.)