The traffic driving home last night was so bad that we parked to let the rush subside, and I bought dinner for the driver and me. The radio playing in the restaurant was most entertaining. One annoying or mindless tune after the other. I was impressed that the DJ could dig out such a consistent stream of songs. The one that stayed in the brain was by an English divette called I think Katie somebody. "Oh-oh! It's really not okay, it's really not okay" with a nouveau Chas-n-Dave backing.
Today's annoying music is a slight improvement. The Crossroads theme tune, which I haven't heard since I was about 20, came to mind unbidden, and seems to be on repeat play until I can find something else to blot it out with. Sometimes it might be easier to be a deifheid.1
1I mean of course a Class B deifheid, someone who doesn't listen to music, or only to dreadful music. A true Class A deifheid is defined as someone who can't pay attention to anyone else (often associated with afflictions like NPD). Most people are either Class A or B. I'm fortunate in being neither, though when I get old I may lose my hearing and become a Class C deifheid. It all balances up over time.
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ReplyDeleteOften, from Kalimbuka, one can hear village drumming in the night. Tends to reach a crescendo by about 2am. Not as nice as a gumba gumba, and it doesn't sound good if one has overdone the MGTs.
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Albert? Fancy ever knowing the Crossroads theme tune far less being able to remember it!? Says it all, so it does!! Hotboy
ReplyDeleteMingers. Music that actually sounds worse when squishy? This I must hear.
ReplyDeleteHotters. I think you're saying you'd like to hear a ukulele version of Crossroads.