Son of Lyrics Meme!
Dec. 7th, 2005 07:20 pm
I never put it up before, so... ( the key to the first-line meme )
Agh. At work, they've started playing Xmas music! ::ANGST!:: See... I like some seasonal music. Just... some. Last year, they played this GODDAMN LUTHER VANDROSS CD like four times a DAY for a MONTH! I swear to God if I ever see that man I'll punch him in the face. If he's not dead. Did he die last year? Oh. He did. Oops. Well... I wouldn't have killed him, but I wish I could still hit him.
It all started when one of the rotation employees volunteered her Xmas CDs. I'd initially tried to head off all Christmas music, but everyone was pretty adamant we needed something so I figured I'd give hers a chance. These were pretty good; everything from parody songs to something that sounded like a sea chanty, and I heard a new Peter, Paul and Mary Christmas song that way, so yay. Then everyone decided that since I hadn't snapped and bathed in Ginny's blood, obviously it was time to bring in last year's CDs. Including FUCKING LUTHER. God rest his soul, I guess, but RRRRAH.
My problem is that I'm horribly susceptible to earworms. Just the mention of some songs will get them stuck in my head for hours. This is why people who sing snatches of music that are stuck in their heads should be pistol-whipped and then set on fire, because some of us have a chronic affliction. So I hear songs ten times as many times as they've actually been played in my presence. Sometimes I'll start out neutral towards a thing and within days or hours my hatred for it sends me into convulsions. I no longer listen to the radio, obviously. I wish I could avoid listening to anyone's Christmas music but my own.
I also wish ANYONE who recorded "Good King Wenceslaus" would include the part about "Bring me flesh and bring me wine," but they're all a bunch of pansies. Feh. No, seriously - that line is the greatest thing EVER, especially when it's sung by an incongruously saccharine choir without the slightest change in tone from the way they were singing "Up On a Housetop."
Agh. At work, they've started playing Xmas music! ::ANGST!:: See... I like some seasonal music. Just... some. Last year, they played this GODDAMN LUTHER VANDROSS CD like four times a DAY for a MONTH! I swear to God if I ever see that man I'll punch him in the face. If he's not dead. Did he die last year? Oh. He did. Oops. Well... I wouldn't have killed him, but I wish I could still hit him.
It all started when one of the rotation employees volunteered her Xmas CDs. I'd initially tried to head off all Christmas music, but everyone was pretty adamant we needed something so I figured I'd give hers a chance. These were pretty good; everything from parody songs to something that sounded like a sea chanty, and I heard a new Peter, Paul and Mary Christmas song that way, so yay. Then everyone decided that since I hadn't snapped and bathed in Ginny's blood, obviously it was time to bring in last year's CDs. Including FUCKING LUTHER. God rest his soul, I guess, but RRRRAH.
My problem is that I'm horribly susceptible to earworms. Just the mention of some songs will get them stuck in my head for hours. This is why people who sing snatches of music that are stuck in their heads should be pistol-whipped and then set on fire, because some of us have a chronic affliction. So I hear songs ten times as many times as they've actually been played in my presence. Sometimes I'll start out neutral towards a thing and within days or hours my hatred for it sends me into convulsions. I no longer listen to the radio, obviously. I wish I could avoid listening to anyone's Christmas music but my own.
I also wish ANYONE who recorded "Good King Wenceslaus" would include the part about "Bring me flesh and bring me wine," but they're all a bunch of pansies. Feh. No, seriously - that line is the greatest thing EVER, especially when it's sung by an incongruously saccharine choir without the slightest change in tone from the way they were singing "Up On a Housetop."
