I’m very susceptible to earworms. At times I’ve been driven nearly beserk by a song that won’t leave my brain. Like an African wildebeest infected with Turning Disease, I feel the blackness engulfing me.
Guess that sounds a tad grim, sorry. However…
My wife and I have two young children. And while they’ve mostly brought bright, shining joy into our lives, they’ve also brought children’s music — a genre which is sinister in its earworminess. So I’ve been pleased by our two and a half year-old daughter’s love of non-kid’s music.
But kids also cherish a good earworm. In fact, they have a natural radar which seeks them out… in music meant for children or for other types of beings. Here’s my daughter’s favorite song, which combines (1) her love / obsession with dogs and (2) her affection for music that drives her father mad:
The song is “Chihuahua” by Swiss singer D.J. Bobo — who is, oddly, not a bespectacled talking gorilla. If you’ve never heard the song before, then you probably live in the U.S.A. It’s been a monster hit just about everywhere else on the planet. [Sidebar: thank goodness we live in a nation where only dignified music like “My Humps” makes it up the charts.]
Though the song is more likely about the Mexican state Chihuahua than the wee dog breed, it has apparently been embraced by the world. And nobody has embraced it more fully than my sweet, innocent daughter… not knowing that she’s contributing to her father’s wildebeest-like demise.
worms songs have lodged themselves in your ears? How did you get them out?
(Or are they…shudder!….still there?)