Friday, July 9, 2010

The worst ear worm in the world

Hey team I really need your help badly today. I'm sure most of you have had the experience where a song is stuck in your head and try as you might you just cannot get it out of your head. That is a frustrating experience, I know.

Sometimes this phenomenon is coupled with the inability to recognize the song, which makes it even worse. You have this catchy tune eating away at little bits of your consciousness and you cannot, for the life of you, figure out what it is from.

I have this problem today. And yesterday, and the day before, and before, and so on and whatnot. Nearly a week now I have been plagued by this evil sound in my mind tearing at my sanity. Here's where it gets even worse though - not only can I not identify the source of the sound, it doesn't sound anything like anything I have experienced before in my entire life.

It's not a song, or a tune, or some lyrics, it's just a very short sound bite that has been on an infinite two-second loop inside my head and it's driving me stark raving mad. It doesn't sound like anything I should conceivably try to describe in words, but I need your help and so there is no other alternative.

It sounds pretty much exactly like a whale with asthma (can whales even get asthma? I must find this out) humming towards a microphone hidden behind a fan. I hope you get the picture from this.

I've tried so many things to figure out what it is. Just last night I called up my buddy Freddy Krueger and had him come into my dream to listen to the sound with me, which is pretty much playing non-stop in my dreams as well as my reality.

"Shit man," Freddy said, "I can't even begin to imagine what this is and I live in the collective imagination of pretty much everyone in the world damn. It sounds a bit like a sports car revving its engine in a wind tunnel but at the same time sounds like a seagull trapped underneath my aunt's motor home futilely attempting to play a sitar and coming to the unfortunate realization that he doesn't have thumbs."

"I know right;" I said, "although maybe it is a choir of monks who are fleeing the approaching tornado but need to complete their chant before being sucked into the vortex."

"That's an entirely reasonable conclusion." Freddy said thoughtfully, scratching his chin.

Guys seriously Freddy Krueger couldn't even help me I need your help just come on into my thoughts and we will work on this together this is going to drive me insane.