Every so often, my mind will spontaneously create an add-on for a song or a piece of music that changes its meaning and maybe makes it a bit more palatable to me.
For instance, there’s a song called “I Touch Myself” in which the female lead singer proudly announced that “When I think about you, I touch myself.” That’s mostly it, it’s a song about a girl who wants that one special boy to know that when she thinks about him, she touches herself.
I guess because the song is so aggressively vulnerable in its adolescent yearning, etc., at some point I spontaneously made up this scene of a middle-aged “Mum” type (I’m pretty sure it’s an English group that does the song) in a bathrobe and curlers, banging on a bathroom door and proclaiming in a loud, vulgar voice: “Wot the hell d’ya think yer doin’ in there? Get out! And stop touching yerself! You’ll give yerself warts, y’will!”
Now I can’t hear the song without the addendum popping up in my mind. Not that I mind. It’s kinda funny.
The same thing happens commercially: I can’t watch one of those “History of Music” shows on VH1 without hearing Mike Nelson seriously intoning: “They Were The Band That Played California Lady.” Thanks, Misties.
Anybody else ever come up with these?