Occasionally, I get a snatch of music running through my hesd.
Depending on the piece, I’m not usually too bothered by it. Sometimes it’s a nice piece, and sometimes it’s a piece I could do without.
The worst is when it’s a fucking advertising jingle. That really annoys me, and it’s one of the many reasons I mute advertisements on the television. Unfortunately, I can’t do that on the radio, as I then don’t know when the ad break ends, so I have to suffer those commercial inanities.
If a piece begins to annoy me, I find I have to go off searching for it on the Interweb, where I play it a couple of times, and that does the trick. But suppose I don’t know what the piece is? Or even worse, suppose it is an advertisement? I’ll be fucked if I’m going to search the Interweb foe some fucking advertisement. So now I have some snatch of music running through my head, and I don’t know what to do with it.
A long time ago, I was in such a dilemma. It was a strange but haunting piece of music, and I eventually managed to track it down. I played it and that cured the snatch.
A while after that, I fell foul of some other rhythm that I couldn’t identify, so in desperation, I played my strange piece in the hopes that it would replace whatever was in my head. It didn’t. It erased it altogether.
I keep my haunting little piece to hand now. If ever I am troubled by any repetitive snatch, I play my wee sound track. It never fails. It erases both the irritating piece, and also itself. I am left with a clear, unmelodic head.
Now, I know what the piece is called, and who plays it, but do you?