I've been sick all week, yay. So I haven't felt much like posting, though there are things I'd like to write about, such as memes and kid crap and testing subscription music services to my bike's new tires and cassette (which I still haven't gotten to try out).
But, instead, I want to know something very important:
Why are the lyrics to Steve Perry's "Oh Sherry" still stored in my brain? Couldn't they be overwritten? Why, after not hearing the song since fifth grade, am I suddenly able to call up the entire song by simply hearing the first chord?
This is wrong. And it also brings up a list of songs I'd like to purge. Including, but not limited to, Kajagoogoo's "Too Shy". I need the memory space. Jeeze, I can clean my hard drive but my brain is cluttered. I can't tie my shoes, but I can sing Def Leppard's "Rock of Ages" in its entirety.
Sigh. Can't there be Floyd Landis News so I can bitch about something?
Edited to add the following songs:
The Power of Love by Huey Lewis
Freeze-Frame by J. Geils Band
Almost Paradise by Mike Reno and Anne Wilson.
And also, but mostly, every Loverboy song.
Most Van Halen songs (I have a disturbingly detailed memory of the catalogue from between 1978 and 1992. From drum fills to guitar solos--called up from the reserves at a moment's notice.)
Any song released to capitalize on the 1984 Olympics*, but mostly The Runner by Manfred Mann
*I worked with a guy who, I shit you not, bragged about how he met Cuba Gooding, Jr. as part of the break-dancing team that performed at the opening ceremonies. I'd tell more of the story, but he would be easily identified and humilated. If he hasn't been already.
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