I wake up almost every morning with an earworms. Sometimes they fade quickly, other times they last for days. Sometimes they make me happy, sometimes they make me doubt my own sanity. They come from all genres. I can never figure out what triggered them. The only thing I do know and that they do without fail is reinforce my belief that all music is connected and good music never goes out of style.
Here’s a roundup of my October earworms:
It’s hard not to be chipper when you wake up humming The Hills are Alive by Julie Andrews.
That iconic guitar riff from Summertime Blues by Eddie Cochran is exactly the
kind of repetitiveness that makes a really sticky earworm.
Little Lies by Fleetwood Mac. Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies…
I love Little Willy by Sweet. It’s a great earworm if your need motivation to move.
Fly Like An Eagle by Steve Miller Band is a nice mellow earworm.
Take it on the Run by REO Speedwagon is an earworm flashback to my uncle’s stereos.
I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend by The Ramones. Hey little girl…
Somebody’s Baby by Jackson Browne has a really catchy tune.
Stranded in a Limousine by Paul Simon is one of those earworms I sing end to end over and over.
No Particular Place To Go by Chuck Berry is the perfect earworm for a road trip.
Tiger Rag by Jelly Roll Morton runs in my head sometimes, but because there are no lyrics it tends to be a very short lived earworm. Too bad. It’s a fab song.
Guantanamera by Celia Cruz makes me dance. I can’t fight it.
Guitars, Cadillacs by Dwight Yoakam reveals my inner alt country fan.
Walk The Dinosaur by Was Not Was is another one of those good earworms for a day you have stuff to do, because it will keep you moving.
My October unconscious cut a pretty broad swath through the music field.