Wednesday, May 3, 2017

I think I'm entering my second childhood

...or maybe my third.

I have a new favorite song. It got inside my head recently and just keeps playing. If it gets inside your head, I bet it will keep playing there too, over and over and over.

It's about a word. Not just any word either, but the most remarkable word I've ever seen! Here's Big Bird from Sesame Street to sing it for you (3:58).

There. Now it's inside your head.


8 comments:

All Consuming said...

Ha! I see your Big Bird and raise you . . . A Count!


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZIniljT5lJI

(Don't worry, nothing dodgy)

Let this one get into its swing, it really picks up in the middle.


Elephant's Child said...

I am still in my first childhood. Never got a passing grade in it. and am happy to repeat it forever.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

You may not have noticed this but coincidentally there is a remarkable facial resemblance between your good self and Big Bird. I look forward to more "second childhood" posts. Perhaps we can swap some G.I.Joe gear (UK: Action Man).

Shooting Parrots said...

Aaargh! The earworm epidemic is spreading.

Hilltophomesteader said...

Fascinating, Bob. Do you sing along with it in your car as you travel, listening to it on a CD? Interesting taste in music. As far as Sesame Street characters, I prefer Grover as he discusses the difference between NEAR....and............................FAR!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iZhEcRrMA-M

Enjoy!

rhymeswithplague said...

To All Who Commented, I am lumping you together into this one-size-fits-all response today. I loved them all (your comments) except, of course, Yorkshire Pudding's. I loved the clips too. The Count seems particularly Dracula-like, Michelle, positively Transylvanian, if that is not a contradiction in terms; and Grover seems particularly, well, Groverish, Pam. Since I never cared for the Cookie Monster, I am happy that no one included him. Sue, no one ever gets a passing grade in childhood, but Flannery O'Connor once wrote that anyone who survives childhood has enough material for a lifetime of writing (or something similar, I can't remember the exact quote). Finally, Ian, it's gratifying to know that the earworm epidemic has now spread across the pond.

Emma Springfield said...

I was certain I had commented on this. I have the cure for an earworm. You ust sing the song to someone else. The earworm becomes their problem and you are free.

rhymeswithplague said...

Emma, you're right! I never realized it before. It isn't enough to tell someone; you have to sing it -- out loud!