Lately I can’t get Lady Gaga: Bad Romance out of my head–ru ma ga ga ga oh la rah rah rah (That’s how it sounds in my head). When I was in fourth grade I “accidentally” signed up for one of those Get 12 CDs for $1 gimmicks that turned out to cost my parents substantially more than one dollar. My favorite CD was “Monster 80’s,” or something to that effect. That same year I came down with the chicken pox, I found a pox (a pock?) on my stomach and it was all downhill from there. I was stuck in bed for what seemed like forever. All I could do was listen to my 12 CDs for a $1 and read.
Falling asleep was the worst! You know those weird dreams you have when you’re really sick with a super high fever? The ones where you start at the field of dreams and all of a sudden you’re flying on a magic carpet with Jasmine and Aladdin and then you’re in a petting zoo full of poisonous snakes? Well, because of “the pox” I kept having those dreams, but what made it worse was that they were all set to Rock the Casbah. I still can’t listen to that song without feeling agitated, itchy, and hot.
What part of our brain is it that gets a song stuck in our head? What else gets stuck in there? I really like eating pickles, is that kind of the same thing? Do singers get songs stuck in their head and if so, is it their song? What if it’s not their song? What does that say about their music?!
I’m just heading out for a run right now, 5 miles with the chorus of Bad romance in 80 degree heat with 40% humidity doesn’t sound too appealing. A Blizzard® Flavor Treat afterwards does. Rah rah roo mah mah ga ga ga oh la, oh la la….