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?