But lately I’ve been thinking about another type of creepy crawly: The Earworm.
Wait! Don’t leave yet… it’s not what you think!
An “earworm” is a song or jingle that gets stuck in your head. Get it? Something boring in through your ears. And staying there.
In and of themselves, earworms don’t bother me. I tend to foist them on myself, listening to a single song I deem “the song of the day,” over, and over again, so I’m not surprised when I find myself humming it in the shower.
What really bugs me is when I realize I’m humming a song I have NO IDEA how it got in my head.
Let me give you some examples:
Not long ago I lived in San Francisco just a block from the baseball field (some call it the AT&T Field — until some other sponsor comes along; the locals just call it Mays Field). One summer I noticed that, right around 2 pm in the afternoon I was humming the song “Oye Como Va” (that’s the Amazon snippet, enough to get it stuck in your head).
Given that the band Santana is from the Bay Area I could have heard the song while shopping or walking the dogs. But this happened each and every day! For days! I don’t hate the song, but… every day??? While on a walk it passed me. The song… playing on a Duck.
“The Duck” is a tourist attraction in cities that have water nearby. It’s an amphibious vehicle — imagine of a boat with wheels. They have a specific tour route that includes both land and sea, and a specific sound track that voyagers of the Duck are encouraged to participate in with kazoos. You know, so they sound like “ducks”. And sure enough, as the Duck passed my home, each and every day, they played the song “Oye Como Va.”
I don’t need music, necessarily, to get me thinking about a song. Recently I found myself humming Billy Joel’s “Allentown”. Now that’s a song I KNOW I haven’t heard since college, yet I find myself humming it daily. Why? Near my home in New Orleans they are working on a massive public waterworks project. Currently, this involves slamming long posts into the ground with a massive piece of machinery called a Pile Driver. From my window I hear this “sh-boom sh-boom sh-boom”.
“Allentown” is a song about steel workers in Pennsylvania. Rather than starting the song with Mr. Joel saying, “This song is about the failing steel mill industry”, it starts with a suggestive sound: Sh-boom Sh-boom Sh-boom. My little mind did the rest…
Sometimes I only need a situation. When my husband worked for Hewlett-Packard he’d commute to Palo Alto on the local commuter train. After making him some breakfast and rushing him out the front door by 6:14 am I’d hear Sheena Easton for hours singing “My baby takes the morning train…”
Earworm: The Cure
Now that I’ve infected you with a couple of earworms I’ll let you in on a little secret: How to get rid of ‘em.
Do you know the song “Yellow Submarine”? (just click on any of the images, and you’ll hear it.)
Once you realize you have a song stuck in your head, think of the Yellow Submarine. Start at the beginning, with Ringo Starr singing “In the town where I was born…” Don’t throw a lot of concentration at it, just think about the song whilst you go about whatever you were doing. Sometime later, you’ll realize that it isn’t anymore. It’s gone. And the real trick is that the Yellow Submarine itself is NEVER an earworm. I don’t know why. It just isn’t.
So the next time “Stayin’ Alive” is stuck in your head, give it a try. You’ll thank me later when you say to yourself, “Hey, it’s gone! I’m not hearing falsetto in my brain anymore.”
…ah ah ah ah stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive…