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Father Time
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11/21/2015 6:27:19 AM
I've got a jukebox running constantly in my head.
yes I know we all have tunes running thru our heads regularly, but I've got some sort of brain synapse issue where there's a constant song running thru my head in the background. What's bizarre is that there's no rhyme or reason to what song pops up, it's a great variety of songs I'm familiar with from throughout my life. Some are songs I never even liked. There's no trigger because I don't listen to much music other than online indies. but it jumps from song to song to song, it probably makes my life better, it's just a mystery where the song selection comes from.
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11/21/2015 6:42:23 AM
You know, the more I get to know you, the more I feel like
we're brothers from a different mother.
This little subject here, that you've brought up...
I swear to God, I thought to myself when I read this,
"Oh fuck, he's just like me isn't he". Well in that respect.
Even when I saw just the title, I thought 'oh, you too eh?'
This 'condition' or whatever it is, is lifelong for me.
It hasn't stopped once. I think I manage to dial it to background noise
sometimes, but there's always music going on in my head.
When I was a kid, and, say, ran... as kids do... running through
their childhoods.... I'd hear my own chase scene music in my head.
Sometimes I'd sing along with it.
I was a funny kid.
Still am.
I don't know if this makes you feel any better,
but at least you're not alone in it.
We're just wired like this.
Sometimes, I say "English is my second language, Music my first."
I've also said "I have a phonographic memory",
you know, like a photographic memory, only, in terms of sound.
I have remarkable recall of sound, and even tonality.
I guess we can be glad about it, since we do music,
and this kind of thing just makes us more in our element doing music.
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11/21/2015 6:52:41 AM
---- Updated 11/21/2015 6:56:01 AM
Oh yes, PS to all that...
As for 'why this song, that song'...
or what brings it about... I have some ideas or theories about that...
Well, for one thing, we hear, just in general, people, hear,
more than they realize... you become aware of this phenomenon more
being a music person, because in the process of mixing,
you're dealing with both the overt and covert music elements...
the up front and the way back, in other words...
well in every day hearing, that too, has a 'way back' part of the mix...
and sometimes, you hear something, which you didn't even realized you
just heard...
like say, a car passes by your house, and it's got the radio on,
and for a brief moment a snippet of 'Wish You Were Here' is on...
and your conscious mind will likely never in a row of Sundays know
that it just heard that...
yet your subconscious did hear it,
and you find yourself singing Wish You Were Here,
wondering where it came from.
So that's one notion of where the song in our heads can come from.
Others are conservational triggers, things people say,
which remind us of a song, or of a time, connected to a particular song.
There is also, and this is a bit more advanced and metaphysical,
the school of thought which says,
'all life is connected, all separations are somewhat arbitrary',
which is, not a pleasant thought for some people...
(although it has it's upside too, I'm sure, I'll let you know when I figure
out what that may be exactly)
which means, if that's so, if all life and all thought are truly connected,
and hence 'technically all one'...
well then that's a world full of noise, and it could come from anywhere,
the stray song in your head.
Sorry. I think I just made it not simpler but instead way more complicated.
Be thankful you are you, you is a cool person to be.
You could have ended up being me. I would not recommend being me
to anyone on Earth.
But it's the thing I'm familiar with.
As I just said in another pipeline post,
I'm like, the Forrest Gump of Rock N Roll.
And in my head, the music never shuts up,
but mostly I don't want it to.
Music is more truthful to me, than a lot of times I hear people speak.
Literally I mean that. Like sometimes when I'm watching television,
I cannot stand the sound of announcer's voices, dripping in phoniness.
Jesus, there's this one commercial, gets me EVERY time.
Cialis, that's it, friggin' boner pills...
the sound of that guy's voice is the worst,
of course, with my ears, I recognize the commercials before
the talking even starts, the first couple piano notes I go 'OH NO NOT AGAIN!'
and then the guy starts talking about 'why pause to take a pill',
all I wanna do is pause to punch him till he shuts up.
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Father Time
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11/21/2015 7:36:13 AM
I like that "phonographic memory".
No I'm sure nothing is triggering this because my life is pretty simple, I don't encounter that many audio clips. There's absolutely no reason why Brass In Pocket by the Pretenders came on this morning, I've never liked that song. Or Whatever Gets You Thru The Night the other day, the rare Lennon song that does nothing for me. It goes on and on and on.
Speaking of commercial songs, there's one that I kept in my head from back in 1968, that I always loved. Never thought I'd hear it again but then found it on you tube a few years ago after 40 some years. It's very catchy. :)
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Father Time
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11/21/2015 11:54:46 AM
so anyway, the song that just came up on the jukebox a short time ago was one of my own, called Bobby Delaney, notable because it was my last #1 on mp3.com before Vivendi threw the indies out. I would link y'all here but would prefer you just go check out all the songs on my page. :)
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11/22/2015 4:15:12 AM
I just hate when the damned thing plays "Tammy" by Debbie Reynolds.
It's the first song I remember really really liking. It made me cry.
I'm such a fucking mush.
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11/22/2015 4:16:01 AM
Of course, I was like, all of one years old.
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Father Time
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11/22/2015 5:58:04 AM
I had to learn Tammy at piano lessons.
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11/22/2015 8:24:24 AM
Oh my God you poor man.
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