It's funny (funny peculiar, not funny ha-ha) how songs sometimes stick in one's head.
Don't misunderstand me. I'm not saying it's funny that they stick in one's head, I'm saying it's funny how they stick in one's head.
Some days I wake up in the morning with all or almost all of the words of an old song that I haven't thought about in ages ringing in my ears. Tuesday morning it was this hymn:
If you from sin are longing to be free,
Look to the Lamb of God.
(Something) (something) died on Calvary,
Look to the Lamb of God.
Look to the Lamb of God,
Look to the Lamb of God,
For He alone is able to save you,
Look to the Lamb of God.
It happened a couple of weeks ago with "Love's Old Sweet Song" which I won't bore you with.
Sometimes, however, just a word or two, a little snippet of something, plays over and over in my head like a malfunctioning jukebox or a scratched 78 rpm vinyl recording (remember them?) and although I know I should know the source, try as I might I can't dredge anything up into my consciousness.
Then all at once, Bingo!, the light dawns and the mystery is solved. My head scratching can stop. All is once again right with the world.
It happened to me today for hours with the three words in the title of this post. Finally it came to me. I know the song and the person who sang it.
Do you?
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I live in fear. What a genius Paul Simon was... and probably still is.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like it should be a line from a Groucho Marx song, but I doubt that it is.
ReplyDeleteEar worms can be a terrible thing. The word áwesome'is awfully overused these days and I almost invariably get stuck with that song from the Lego Movie whenever I hear it.
Y. Pudding, why do you live in fear? Paul Simon is correct! So do you know the song and are giving others a chance to play the game, or does the song elude you?
ReplyDeleteS. Parrots, Groucho sang about Lydia the Tattooed Lady ("when her muscles start relaxin', up the hill comes Andrew Jackson") but I don't think he ever mentioned Delores.
Lydia the Tattooed Lady is a great song. I quite like the name Lydia and it was one of my suggestions for daughter's name, but it was vetoed by Mrs P, all because of Groucho Marx.
ReplyDeleteMr. Shooting Parrots, Esq., in Acts chapter 16 in the New Testament, Lydia of Thyatira, a seller of purple, became the first person in Europe to receive Christian baptism (by Paul, at Philippi), and in music there is the Lydian mode and also the Mixolydian mode, and there is also The Girl From Ipanema made famous by Astrid Gilberto (I don't think her name was Lydia), but as interesting as this all is I don't think it is getting us any closer to finding out anything about Delores.
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Of course I know the song. You want me to sing it to you?
ReplyDeleteOk, so I actually know "Love's Old Sweet Song", but have no idea what Delores has to do with anything. Oh, wait, an old friend of the family is named Delores...but then, you wouldn't know her, would you....
ReplyDeleteI saw "He said, "Delores,...." on Adrian's sidebar and had to investigate. I have a song associated with the birth of each of my four children and Slip Sliding takes me to the arrival of my second daughter, in 1977. That and Nana Mouskouri's version of Bridge over Troubled Water but that was accompanied by a prayer that my little girl wouldn't be just a sweet, inoffensive pretty face and warble on about troubled waters. Amazing how a song can hold so many memories. And, of course, Paul Simon ia a genius.
ReplyDeleteThanks to the four readers who left a comment, and especially to new reader Pauline W, who writes fascinating posts at her blog, er, paddock. Two of you knew the answer and two of you didn't. I couldn't begin to hazard a guess as to whether such a 50-50 split might be indicative of the world at large.
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