Esta é a última vez
Que eu direi estas palavras
Eu lembro da primeira vez
A primeira de muitas mentiras

Varra isso para o canto
Ou esconda embaixo da cama
Diga estas coisas que partem
Mas elas nunca o fazem

Uma coisa de que eu não estava certo
Mas eu estava no meio de
Uma coisa de que eu não lembro agora
Mas a que eu tenho visto muito pouco

A última vez
Você cai em mim por qualquer coisa que você goste
Sua única última linha
Você cai em mim por qualquer coisa que você goste
E os anos fazem tudo certo
Você cai em mim por qualquer coisa que você goste
E eu não, eu não me importo

Está é a última vez
Que eu mostrarei minha cara
Uma última mentira suave
E depois eu estou fora deste lugar

Então a esmague sob o tapete
Ou esconda-a debaixo da escada
Você diz que algumas coisas nunca morrem
Bem, eu tentei e tentei

Uma coisa de que eu não estava certo
Mas eu estava no meio
Uma coisa de que eu não me lembro agora
Mas a que eu tenho visto muito pouco

A última vez
Você cai em mim por qualquer coisa que você goste
Sua única última linha
Você cai em mim por qualquer coisa que você goste
E os anos fazem tudo certo
Você cai em mim por qualquer coisa que você goste
E eu não, eu não me importo

Tirando a mina loira no começo do vídeo, o resta ta bom.

A música é linda mesmo!!

Monday night I watched the movie, “He’s Just Not That Into You,” and, admittedly, it got to me. In addition to humorously portraying the communication challenges in any relationship (romantic or otherwise), it also struck me with its very honest portrayal of the lies we often tell ourselves to make us feel “happier.” But I digress because, in addition to causing some self-reflection, the movie also sparked my memory about a band that I fell in love with about 5 years ago…Keane.

The very last song before the credits rolled was one of my favorites from Keane: “Somewhere Only We Know” . The three-piece British, piano-playing rock band hammers out deliciously heart-felt ballads that blend the soulful vocals of singer, Tom Chaplin, with the powerful instrumentals of bassist/pianist, Tim Rice-Oxley and drummer, Richard Hughes. And, at the end of the day, they’re all very sweet guys (I was fortunate enough to have met them after a concert they played in Cleveland, Ohio and they graciously signed autographs and took pictures with their adoring fans).

The band isn’t on tour right now, but they recently released a delux edition of their “Hopes and Fears” album (that debuted in 2004). In addition to the original 11 songs that appeared on the album, the delux edition features 26 additional tracks, including live versions of some of the original songs from “Hopes and Fears” and other great tunes like Snowed Under. Here’s a fun video of that song from a live performance Keane did in Glastonbury in 2005.

In editorialul “Football Made In UK” semnat pentru <Fotbal Vest>, punand cap la cap o serie de stiri provenind in doar cateva zile din diverse tabere, ce mi-au ridicat mingea la fileu sa intreb daca nu cumva convocarile devin pe zi ce trece un deranj tot mai pagubos, am constatat cum conflictul cluburi – selectionate nationale s-a ascutit la varf ca lupta de clasa in fotbalul in varianta globalizata.  

Ambitia si visul sublim al oricarui fotbalist de a imbraca tricoul reprezentativei tarii sale n-au palit nicidecum dar, in functie de circumstante, unii jucatori isi reevalueaza tot mai atent lista prioritatilor.

Iar in lumina ghinionului lui Robin Van Persie de a se accidenta destul de serios in minutul 10 al recentului joc amical Italia – Olanda, intr-o toamna in care “tunarul zburator” fusese mai dezinvolt si prolific ca niciodata in rolul sau majorat in angrenajul lui Wenger, s-ar putea gasi fotbalisti din natiuni mai putin capabile sa sclipeasca pe scena mondiala ori din nationale redutabile in ale caror echipe n-ar fi destul de buni sa incapa, intrebandu-se daca mandria de a fi convocat nu e cumva eclipsata de “deranjul” ce implica o asemenea responsabilitate.

Asemenea dubii nici c-ar fi existat sa zicem acum un deceniu. Dar de cand recompensele au explodat in fotbalul de club, ce ofera nenumarate posibilitati de afirmare, si gandul de a sunta o convocare ce s-ar putea solda cu o accidentare punand in pericol o cariera si asa nu foarte lunga s-a infiripat in planurile unora. La putine zile distanta, doi jucatori din lotul lui Manchester City, club cumparat anul trecut de bogatasi arabi, si-au exprimat indoielile in privinta continuitatii lor pe scena fotbalului la nivelul selectionatelor nationale.

Craig Bellamy, un plimbaret in fotbalul de club, s-a intrebat in public daca mai are rost sa se chinuie la capitania Tarii Galilor intr-o increcare de accedere la un turneu final neconcretizata peste ani de compatriotul sau Ryan Giggs. Desi n-a smuls deloc aplauze, galezul a fost inteles de exemplu de Allan McInally, fost international scotian, ce a opinat ca pentru unii fotbalisti in varianta globalizata a jocului, ajunsi la o anumita varsta si cu sacii de galbeni incarcati in caruta, dorinta de a continua in paralel la echipa nationala a capatat o nuanta mai opaca.

Avantaj Ashley Williams, un fundas oarecare ce nici nu si-ar fi imaginat acum un an si jumatate, la debutul in nationala Tarii Galilor, ca va deveni capitan al “Dragonilor”, si nici atat in urma cu 6 ani, cand nu evolua la divizionara secunda Swansea City, ci la amatoarea Hednesford Town, in paralel cu slujba cu jumatate de norma ca ospatar. Foarte improbabila o asemenea ascensiune intr-o nationala de calibru si s-ar putea crede ca orice Van Persie si-ar dori mai ales un triumf global cu reprezentativa sa pe cai mari, insa o alta voce a venit sa infirme aceasta supozitie.

Poate ca Tevez, celalalt recrut al lui City punand la indoiala dorinta de a mai juca pentru tara sa,  a aruncat castana tocmai pentru a-l sensibiliza pe Maradona sa-l ia in considerare pentru FIFA 2010 World Cup, dar iesirea sa ar putea fi intr-adevar onesta. Spunand ca s-a saturat de fotbal, inclusiv de cel de club, si ca si-ar dori sa-si intoarca fata spre viata de familie, Carlos a subliniat ca argentinienii de lot nu s-au menajat nici pe departe cand a fost vorba sa “dea totul” pentru echipa nationala.  

Cei doi i s-ar putea asadar alatura in exil septarului lui City, Stephen Ireland, ale carui minciuni legate de decesul bunicilor sale, strecurate managerului Steve Staunton in speranta de a-si scurta sederea la lot si a-si vizita prietena dar dezvaluite ca atare de mass-media, au dus la ruptura mijlocasului de lotul national al Irlandei. Ireland, pe urmele altui mijlocas ajuns la cutite cu reprezentativa verde, candva al ei capitan Roy Keane. Ulterior, in campania abia incheiata, Trapattoni si Liam Brady au incercat sa-l scoata pe Ireland din cochilia ce si-o armase in urma excluderii sale din lot dar, cu toate ca pe alocuri septarul cochetase cu ideea revenirii, antrenorul n-a fost convins ca mijlocasul ar dori cu ardoare sa imbrace din nou tricoul verde. De fapt, in cazul lui Ireland, totul s-a rostogolit spre un deznodamant previzibil, odata ce a intrat in conflict cu selectionerul Brian Kerr, la nationala sub 18 ani, si a trebuit sa dea din nou ochii cu acesta la preluarea reprezentativei de seniori. Ireland a trebuit sa astepte instalarea lui Staunton pentru a fi din nou convocat… 

Iar cam pe cand Van Persie gemea in Pescara, un rival in fotbalul de club era déjà inapoi in Londra, cu o potentiala sedere pe tusa de cateva saptamani. Frank Lampard doar a facut deplasarea la Doha, pentru remarcabilul amical Anglia – Brazilia organizat insa in inedita gazduire din lumea araba, dar nici nu s-a mai pregatit pentru alinierea in fata sud-americanilor, lasata pe umerii a doar doi potentiali titulari, Barry si Rooney, ingrosand in schimb infirmeria lui Ancelotti. Sir Alex Ferguson si-o freca pe de-o parte mainile pentru necazul italianului si-al lui Wenger, dar va atrage probabil pe de alta parte atentia la vorbele sale, mereu in disonanta cu “nevoile” selectionerilor de lot. Frecusurile lui Fergie cu Sven sunt binecunoscute si n-au mirat pe nimeni deciziile unor Scholes ori Neville de a spune pas pentru Albion. Miza era prea mare in Premier League si Champions League.

Iar pe cand Van Persie calatorea spre “Cizma”, nebanuind ce-l asteapta, din sanul lui West Ham United razbatea vestea ca Dean Ashton, cumparat de club la inceputul anului 2006 pe o suma record de peste 7 milioane lire sterline, e in prag sa-si agate ghetele in cui. La 25 de ani. Masivul varf chiar marcase pentru “Ciocanari” in memorabilul 3-3 al finalei de Cupa Angliei cu Liverpool, din 2006, dar trei luni mai tarziu, la chiar primul antrenament al convocarii sale in premiera la lotul national, isi rupea glezna. Un an pe tusa si o recidiva, coincidenta stranie, la prima sedinta a visiniu-albastrilor sub bagheta lui Gianfranco Zola. A trecut un an si Ashton, un potential varf pentru Albion, tot nu vede luminita de la capatul tunelului. Totul i se trage insa de la acea convocare in premiera, o onoare cu doua taisuri.

De la alt club, in acelasi timp, un comunicat de presa raspandea vestea retragerii din fotbal a unui jucator lovit de accidentari. La 26 ani, John Kennedy a aruncat prosopul dupa un deceniu petrecut la Celtic Park, drama sa conturandu-se in minutul 18 al meciului sau de debut pentru Scotia, in 31 martie 2004, cand era faultat de Vio Ganea intr-un amical castigat de Romania cu 2-1. Fundasul era monitorizat la vremea respectiva chiar de AC Milan, o postura onoranta tinand cont de numele de calibru ce au consolidat peste ani defensiva rosso-nerilor, insa John n-a mai vazut luminile rampei internationale pana in februarie 2007, la un joc de Champions League tocmai cu… milanezii, la care a luat loc pe banca de rezerve, revenind dupa ani pierduti prin sali de recuperare. Paguba era insa produsa si genunchiul i-a dat ulterior din nou in primire. Federatia a despagubit-o pe Celtic dar un alt club si-a vazut un potential lider irosit sub flamura steagului national.

Asa cum corporatiile preiau tot mai mult rolul statelor, estompand granitele, si fotbalul de club castiga teren pe zi ce trece, in detrimentul nationalelor, ghinion ca al vedetei Van Persie ori al “sperantei” Ashton dand apa la moara carcotasilor.

Iar scurtcircuitele lui Van Persie, Lampard, Bellamy, Tevez, Ashton ori Kennedy au venit in cascada intr-o saptamana fotbalistica indoliata de tragedia lui Robert Enke. Un om ce a intors spatele vietii cu 4 zile inaintea jocului Germania – Chile, la care nu fusese convocat. 

After my thoughts on England’s centre back pairings last weekend comes a golden opportunity for Messrs. Woodgate and Dawson this afternoon to lay claim to their squad places with hopefully a clean sheet in a Spurs win. Knowing other results and being at home gives us the chance to press home our advantage to cement fourth place this week on level points with the Arsenal.

It will be interesting to see what impact the Internationals have had on other Spurs players.

1. Will Keane be devasted (more by his miss than the handball)?
2. Will Pav be in tears now that he doesn’t need to move because Russia did not qualify for the World Cup?
3. Will Jenas get a game and if he does will he go forward?
4. Will Defoe and Crouch be out to show what they can do with a bit of service as Bent did yesterday and,
5. will Lennon be back?

Harry, please give us a team with some balance and width. If Lennon does not make it give Bentley a game or at least a subs appearance when Crouchy is on the pitch. Consider Hutton for a full game after Charley’s last outing and please go 4-4-2.

My team: Gomes, Hutton, Dawson, Woodgate, Assou-Ekotto, Lennon, Palacios, Huddlestone, Kranjcar, Keane and Defoe.

Prediction: 2-0 home win with hopefully more goals if we get the show on the road

Otro tema más de este fantástico grupo inglés, Keane. “Can’t stop now” pertenece a su álbum Hopes and fears:

Más canciones de Keane en mi blog

Roy Keane lambasts the Republic of Ireland’s attempts to get their World Cup play-off match against France replayed…. From BBC News. Full story

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Clamorosa mano que da el pase a Francia, y deja en la cuneta a la selección irlandesa.

El equipo irlandés se había adelantado en el marcador con un gol de Robbie Keane, y buscaba el segundo gol que le diera el pase, cuando en el minuto 102 llegó la jugada polémica.

Falta frontal, Henry controla con la mano y en fuera de juego, dejándole el balón en bandeja a Gallas, que remata a placer.

Actualización:

Irlanda pide, mediante un comunicado, la repetición del partido.

So we’re not going to South Africa but our exit from the World Cup qualifying stages was not as straight forward as I thought. I wrote earlier that I’d be happy to eat my words and there’s a massive helping of humble pie in front of me now. A pair I dismissed earlier, Keith Andrews and Glenn Whelan, were immense. Captain Robbie Keane worked his socks off and Damien Duff recaptured past glories. How Liam Lawrence is not a regular at Stoke is beyond me, he was our most creative spark. As we found out though when Thierry Henry switched to Gaelic Football in setting up Gallas for the crucial goal, football is a funny old game some times.

It just proves that we can do it when it matters. A side that was outclassed on Saturday night gave the French the fright of their lives in Paris. What a transformation. Was it Trap calling the shots or did the players on the pitch take matters into their own hands? Whatever it was, Ireland were the better side in 90 minutes and it was touch and go in extra time as both sides tired. Ok so the French goal should have been disallowed but Duff shot straight at Lloris when clean through on goal and John O’Shea ballooned an effort when unmarked from a free. It’s on such slim margins that games like these are decided.
In the end you feel sick for the players, sick for the fans, sick for a nation in need of a good news story. No doubt most of the attention will fall on Henry and his devious role in the goal. We should still be proud though and while we won’t be at the World Cup we’ll have a great chance of getting to Euro 2012 if we can play like that on a regular basis. Trap has signed on to lead us in that campaign so let’s hope he can build some bridges with the likes of Andy Reid, Lee Carsley and Clinton Morrison. Maybe by some miracle Stephen Ireland could be coaxed back into the frame.

It’s tough to take but we can take heart from tonight. I’m certainly taking it on board. I didn’t think those guys were capable of playing like that but I’m happy to have been proven wrong. Unfortunately that’s the only happy note on a night that ended in such disappointment.

. . . under the moon and the stars the axis align.

Akhir-akhir ini lagi dengerin lagu Keane exactly album Perfect Symmetry. Di denger denger lagu lagunya tuh ya kek Nidji kek Peterpan juga. hahahaha gak jelas emang dah.

ada 3 Lagu yang paling kusuka

1. Perfect Symmetry

2. Black burning Heart

3. Again and Again

sebenernya hampir semuanya sih

tapi yang paling seriing diputer Black Burning Heart.

dari Hopes and fears sebenernya juga udah didenger cuma sekedar denger doang tapi kalo dulu mah

yang mau denger

http://openpirate.com/index-of-mp3/keane+instrumental

Meine TopTitel im Oktober 2009:

1. Danny & The Juniors – At the Hop (1958)
2. Simon & Garfunkel – At the Zoo (1968)
3. Adriano Celentano – Azzuro (1968)
4. Elvis Presley – Any Day Now (1969)
5. Karat – Auf den Meeren (1979)
6. City – Aus der Ferne (1979)
7. Blondie – Atomic (1980)
8. Bruce Springsteen – Atlantic City (1982)
9. Boytronic – At Last (1983)
10. Harold Faltermeyer – Axel F. (1984)
11. Joy Division – Atmosphere (1987)
12. Phillip Boa & The Voodooclub – Atlantic Claire (1994)
13. Marusha – Audio Space (1994)
14. Dune – Around the World (1996)
15. Marilyn Manson – Astonishing Panorama of the Endtimes (1999)
16. Puhlman – Artfoundry (1999)
17. Faith No More – Ashes to Ashes (1999)
18. Keane – Atlantic (2006)
19. Muse – Assassin (2006)
20. Mother and The Addicts – Are Others (2007)

Trike in the Studio #3.  This time it gets kinky!

Azi am reusit sa fac ceea ce-mi doream de muuult . Azi m-am plimbat prin oras. Am pornit de la Dimitrov si m-am plimbat pe Stefan cel Mare si apoi prin zona de fite a Bucurestilor pana la televiziune… o parte din drumul meu spre lucru. Probabil ca as fi continuat sa merg pe jos pana in Piata Presei daca orele nu erau inaintate… . M-am inarmat cu Placebo, The Cure si Keane, si, cu castile pe urechi am mers pe strada si m-am uitat la fetele oamenilor. Multi dintre cei pe care i-am vazut eu azi mergeau pe strada cu capetele in jos, spasiti… Erau cate unii, putini, care reuseau sa-si tina capetele sus, dar n-am reusit sa vad vreo sclipire in ochi lor, vedeam niste roboti… si rar, prea  rar am reusit sa zaresc cate un zambet. E asa o mare tristete pe strazi…Poate si pentru ca multi dintre oameni se lasa prinsi de uratul si raul din jurul nostru. Eu incerc sa nu ma  las prinsa, desi, recunosc, uneori… mi-e greu… si ma pierd cu firea. Norocul meu e ca stiu sa-mi gasesc intotdeauna leacul. Poate ca n-ar fi rau ca fiecare dintre noi sa invete sa-si gaseasca leacul…

Os dejo la canción “Somewhere only we know“, del álbum Hopes and fears del grupo Keane, uno de mis favoritos. En directo también suenan fenomenal:

Más sobre Keane en mi blog:

• “Everybody’s changing”
• “Hamburg song” Keane

Hey everyone,

What bands are you listening to? I thought it would be fun for us to get to know each other’s musical tastes. If you have a moment and an MP3 player, follow these three steps and drop me a comment with what you get!

1. Turn on your MP3 Player.
2. Navigate to SHUFFLE songs mode.
3. Write down the artist and song title of the 1st 10 songs that come up.

Here’s what I got. If you’d like to listen to/purchase any of these tunes just click their title to be directed to the iTunes music store.

David Bowie – Thursday’s Child
Bill Evans – Peri’s Scope
Tegan and Sara – Hop a Plane
Jimmy Eat World – Your House
Sufjan Stevens – Let’s Hear That String Part Again, Beacause I don’t Think They Heard It All the Way Out In Bushnell
Coldplay – Amsterdam
Emily Haines & The Soft Skeleton – Reading In Bed
Belle & Sebastian – Get Me Away From Here, I’m Dying
Keane – Atlantic
Michael Stipe – In the Sun

Thanks to Pat Donahue, from 107.7 WACC’s Notes from the Underground for this idea!

-Mason

Hey everyone,

What bands are you listening to? I thought it would be fun for us to get to know each other’s musical tastes. If you have a moment and an MP3 player, follow these three steps and drop me a comment with what you get!

1. Turn on your MP3 Player.

2. Navigate to SHUFFLE songs mode.

3. Write down the artist and song title of the 1st 10 songs that come up.

Here’s what I got. If you’d like to listen to/purchase any of these tunes just click their title to be directed to the iTunes music store.

David Bowie – Thursday’s Child
Bill Evans – Peri’s Scope
Tegan and Sara – Hop a Plane
Jimmy Eat World – Your House
Sufjan Stevens – Let’s Hear That String Part Again, Beacause I don’t Think They Heard It All the Way Out In Bushnell
Coldplay – Amsterdam
Emily Haines & The Soft Skeleton – Reading In Bed
Belle & Sebastian – Get Me Away From Here, I’m Dying
Keane – Atlantic
Michael Stipe – In the Sun

Thanks to Pat Donahue, from 107.7 WACC’s Notes from the Underground for this idea!

Okay, straight up, this song is insanely depressing. So depressing that I can’t actually listen to it at the moment. But it’s also the song that’s been in my head for a week, because it’s exactly how I feel. Boo.

PS Don’t cry for me, Argentina. I just got a last-minute invite to the opening of a new bar so am glamming myself up and heading out on the taaan for a night of free booze and D List celebrity spotting, which would cheer just about anyone up. So no sobbing into my pillow for me. Yay!

PPS Is it just me, or is that Keane boy in the middle quite hot? I never noticed before…

El 24 de noviembre se cumplirán 18 años de la muerte de Freddy Mercury y adelantándonos a tal efemérides vamos a enfrentar a una de las grandes canciones de Queen con dos de las múltiples versiones que se han hecho de ella. He escogido aquella fabulosa grabación realizada junto a David Bowie en 1981 titulada Under Pressure. Vaya suma de estrellas para una sola canción, Freddy Mercury y “el camaleón del rock”. La línea de bajo de la canción la hace tan característica que hoy en día sigue siendo una de las más recordadas del grupo.  En 1990 incluso un amago de rapero apodado Vanilla Ice quiso sacar tajada fusilándola torpemente en su Ice Ice Baby sin pedir permiso a sus autores. Tras la pertinente acusación, alegó en su descargo que él le añadió una nota más por lo que podía considerarse como una canción suya. La treta no coló, le cayó un buen puro y su carrera quedó arruinada para siempre. Menos mal, por otra parte.

Un año después de la desaparición de Mercury en 1991, se hizo un concierto tributo en el estadio de Wembley cantándola a dúo Bowie y Annie Lennox (ver video). Aquí tenéis la original como la grabaron en el estudio suizo del “duque blanco”.

La primera de las versiones es la de los británicos Keane. La publicaron como cara-b del single The Night Sky y los beneficios se destinaron para la ONG War Child. Sin separarse mucho de la genuina, los autores de Is It Any Wonder? (la que más me gusta de su repertorio y que anima a cualquiera) hacen una buena réplica, destacando las notas altas que alcanza Tom Chaplin.

La otra versión es la de la joven promesa Joss Stone, que ha pasado de ser la niña consentida  a ser marginada por su discográfica EMI. Sus abrumadoras ventas de su disco debut, del que colocó 4 millones de copias, no le han servido para ganarse cierta libertad e independencia. Su último larga duración lo grabó sin decir nada a su casa de discos y se lo entregó después ya terminado. Algo que no les hizo mucha gracia a sus jerifaltes, que no permiten que los artistas hagan y deshagan a su antojo. Finalmente, tras un amago de espantada a la competencia, ha visto la luz y su adelanto Free Me ya se puede escuchar por la radio.

Su aportación a la de Queen se debe principalmente al toque soul y a su inconfundible voz, más propia de una cantante negra, algo que contrasta con su juventud y sobre todo con su piel blanca.

Había prometido ir en orden con las canciones de Keane, pero hoy me salto mi propia regla. Atlantic pertenece a Under the iron sea, el disco más oscuro, triste y deprimente de Keane. La canción me parece una auténtica pasada. Es muy triste (de hecho, muchos de mis miedos están aquí resumidos), pero creo que tiene un puntito de esperanza. Una curiosidad más (y esto que voy a decir es bastante personal). Si en algún momento me caso, quiero que suene esta canción en la ceremonia.

Podéis ver el vídeo aquí (escuchad muy bien toda la intro, el trabajo de batería es sensacional). Y os dejo la letra y la traducción. Los créditos, como siempre, Rice-Oxley, Chaplin y Hughes.

Atlantic

I hope all my days | Espero que todos mis días
Will be lit by your face | Se iluminen con tu cara
I hope all the years | Espero que todos los años
Will hold tight our promises | Se mantengan nuestras promesas

I don’t wanna be old and sleep alone | No quiero ser viejo y dormir solo
An empty house is not a home | Una casa vacía no es un hogar
I don’t wanna be old and feel afraid | No quiero ser viejo y sentir miedo

I don’t wanna be old and sleep alone | No quiero ser viejo y dormir solo
An empty house is not a home | Una casa vacía no es un hogar
I don’t wanna be old and feel afraid | No quiero ser viejo y sentir miedo

And if I need anything at all | Y si necesitara cualquier cosa…

I need a place | Necesito un lugar
That’s hidden in the deep | Que está escondido en la profundidad
Where lonely angels | Donde ángeles solitarios
Sing you to your sleep | Te cantan para que duermas
Though all the world is broken | Aunque el mundo esté roto

I need a place | Necesito un lugar
Where I can make my bed | Donde pueda hacer mi cama
A lover’s lap |El regazo de alguien que me quiera
Where I can lay my head | Donde pueda apoyar la cabeza
Cos now the room is spinning | Porque la habitación está girando
The day’s beginning | El día comienza

Ear Worms (from the German phrase Ohrwurm) are those songs that weasel their way into your head like uninvited guests and then proceed to stink up the inside of your cranium by playing themselves there over. And over. And over. And over. They’re those songs that just get stuck in your head, and no amount of screaming, pounding, protesting, and banging your head into your desk will get them out. Someone infected with an Ear Worm may find themselves prone to bursting out into the song in inappropriate places, tugging at their ears in fury, and can end up distracted in the middle of conversation (or other important activities) by the continuous snatches of song wavering between their ears. And it’s only a matter of time before, like Darryl Revok, they drill a hole in their forehead to let the voices out.

Thank you TV Tropes for giving a name to this phenomenon. Millions of us suffer from Ear Worm infection; in our cars, our offices, on the internet and in our iPods. Most are vapid pop songs churned out from the bowels of Hollywood & Vine (or the equivalent London address). Of course, each ear worm is distinct to each sufferer, like a virus that mutates to fit your brain chemistry. Some become classics in spite (or because) they inspire you to bob your head, raise your hand or scream (screw?) like you don’t care…or some such.

Some of my reasons bouts with ear worm include the following symptoms:

Questioning whether I am human or am a dancer? I don’t know, I really, really don’t know….

Miss the time when I ruled the world, although I can’t remember when that was. A past life perhaps?

Wonder why the lovers are losing or why my love is spiraling down and out of control. Seems a tad unfair to me.

Or why am I waiting here? Or for.  I hate waiting.

I know the world is stage, but is it a sickly sweet yet bitterly ironic show for everybody else amusement, who don’t realize that they are also part of said show?

Or course kissing a girl is a fun to do, and more so when its your girlfriend kissing another girl! Bet you like that! Then she dumps you for that special somebody that is hot, sexy and female (and not you). Bummer dude!

And the latest ear worm. It involves fireflies, that much I know. Plus a cool retro tune and toys. Maybe you can figure out the lyrics?

So are you suffering from ear worm?